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I Killed my Mommy

The little boy’s huge black eyes slowly met mine,

“I killed my mommy and now I’m going to kill you”

The once loving mother lay face down in a puddle of blood. The little toddler stepped up on her back,

“You will die a slow and painful death and no one will care!!”, it shrieked maniacly.

I slowly backed up towards the door, why had I wanted to baby-sit anyway?

“Please don’t leave, I need you, I need your soul.”

I’m going to die and right before my 13th birthday.There has got to be some way out. I stopped backing up, there must be a way out. Here’s the current situation; I look for a way out and the boy could dissappear and quickly kill me or I could wait for a chance to escape. I think I’ll take the second choice. The boy stepped of his mother’s back holding a bloody chainsaw

“Time’s up babysitter, heheheHEHEHEHAHA!!”

As the boy stepped down I saw my opening the only window in the house (people with possessed children don’t want the child to be seen). Could I make it?

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