She awoke in a blazing sweat, her gasps of breath made it sound like she had been running for hours when in fact she had been sleeping. It was that same dream. Once again she got up and walked to the mirror, she washed her face carefully. When she looked up her hair hung in her eyes and the dark circles under them grew even larger, she smiled. Tomorrow the second phase of her plan would commence, she would be more then halfway done. Those who needed to be punished would, oh yes they would get their due. With that comforting thought in mind she went back into bed and waited impatiently for the new day to come…
Sandra sighed, she had a long day, and it was finally coming to an end. The kids ran around her screaming, the last moments of their sugar highs were sure to come any time now. But for now she was screaming at the kids to stop doing what ever bad things they were doing.
"Eric, don't pee there, go to the bathroom!" she shouted at a small boy who was in the middle of pulling his pants down in the middle of the room, he gave her an innocent look and headed toward the bathroom. "Cary, Robin there are CHILDERN present, take that up stairs" the two lovers glanced at her and walked up stairs.
A few hours later Sandra had been able to get all of the kids into bed, all had crashed around the same time, one moment there were dozens of screaming kids around her and then next, there were dozens of sleeping kids curled up into a balls and sleeping. She had tucked all of them in bed and kissed them good night. She headed down the stairs and went into her room; there she had a cold bottle of beer ready.
She walked into her room, not noticing that a dark shadow had entered her orphanage. She was way too tired to notice anything out of the ordinary. She didn't notice the dark shadow following her into her room. She did notice when a rope circled her neck and pulled tight. The breath was pushed out of her lungs, Sandra had no breath to scream, no breath to warn anybody. The rope continued to pull tighter until Sandra couldn't even suck in air.
Her hands gripped the rope tight trying to wrench it away from her neck so that she could breathe again and then beat the hell out of the person who was doing this to her. but the person was far to strong for her, Sandra fell to her knees and grasped for anything she could use for a weapon, but there was nothing but a few child's toys.
The shadow pulled back even more, and finally the woman stopped struggling, her arms went limp as was her body. It was finished.
Ok short I know but it had to be done.