After that day in the park. Charlie's parents went looking for her when she didn't come home. To keep up an act for everyone, oh worried parents looking for their child. No one would think that they would actually be wanting her dead, right. After only looking for a few hours they finally called the police. Police and her parents looked for Charlie for only a month, after that they just gave up and her parents forgot about her. No one has ever known what happened to Charlie that day in the park but one object was found next to the swings where she would normally have been. It was a piece of paper with a strange drawing on it, (picture up above). Police thought it was just there by random by it wasn't. 

Charlie was seven when she went missing and it has now been ten years since then.

In the same park where she went missing, a women informed two officers that a strange person was slowly swing on the swings in the abandon park. The officers went to the park to investigate the strange person. When they arrived the person was still at the same spot as the women reported. The two officers approached the person, one man asked a question.

"Hey are you okay?" He asked but no answer so he asked another question. "Do you have a name?" He asked this and the person looked up at him. The officers stepped back because in front of them sat someone with a creepy mask on. The mask had two large painted eyes and a large smile on it. The person answered his question.

"Yes." The voice belonged to a girl. Something was strange about her voice though, it almost sounded broken.

"Can you tell me?" He asked but she looked down again. Her long black hair covered her mask as she looked down at the ground.

"No I can't." She responded to his question. The second officer seemed to be getting annoyed.

"Why not? Why can't you tell me?" He asked and she answered.

"Cause your not smiling. I can't tell my name to people that don't smile." She said, she started swinging back and forth in the swing. The officer looked at his partner and sighs.

"If I smile, will you tell me your name?" He asked and she nodded her head. So the officer put on his best smile. The girl looked to him and stared at him for a second. Then she started laughing (I'm saying like the crazy bitch laugh). One officer stepped back and the other one just watched her, then she stopped laughing. Her voice changed from what it was before, almost demonic sounding.

"That's a fake smile!" She shouted. She swiftly took out a knife and thruster it into the closet officer. It went right into his throat. He tried to stop the bleeding himself but it was no use. His partner tried to run over it him but the girl jumped onto his back and stabbed his shoulder. He fell to the ground, screaming. He laid in the ground and watched as the girl walked over to his partner and started talking to him.

"Today is a Happy Day." She said and started cutting his face.

The other guy blacked out and when he came too, another officer was looking down at him. The man on the ground looked over and saw his partner in a body bag. The surviving officer made his report another the attacker and within a day, news reports spoke about the cop killer and told people to be careful. The officer was sent homes recovery but on the way home he started to get a strange feeling. Why would she kill his partner but by him? He pushed it back into his mind and continued to drive home, he thought that even though his arm is in a cast his wife hopefully wouldn't mind giving him something good (yeah he wants dat ass). As he opened the door to his house he was shock to find his wife tied down to a chair and had her mouth taped shut. He didn't even have time to reached for his gun because he could feel the knife against his throat. He felt the cold steel press very close to his throat, drawing a little blood.

"Smile for me. Or should I ask your wife?" She whispered in his ear and was knocked out. He was woke up by someone slapping him in the face. "Wakey. Wakey. It's play time." She said as she smiled while digging through her bag. She pulled out so many knives and she seemed very happy about it. The man was forced to watch as this young girl cut up his wife's face. Then before she died the girl forced her to watch as she gutted her husband. His guts poured out and onto the floor. It was a beautiful shade of red that covered the floor. And to end it all she stabbed the women's eye with her knife. The girl steps back and gazes at her work, that was very fun for her. She looks over at some pictures and found two familiar faces. It was Happy's old parents but hey we're holding one ugly ass kid. I mean like fucking ugly as a motherfucker. A face only a mother could love. Happy started to think about unhappy thoughts and that made her grab her head.

"Don't go thinking about them. Their not your parents so if their not your parents then it would be okay if they died." She said with excitement. She grabbed all of her knives and left their house to pay those people a visit.

Happy watched the old house she once called home. They were still up and it was almost 10pm but Happy continued to wait patiently. She saw those people then the ass-looking kid jump into the mans arms. This made Happy think of unhappy thoughts again so she decided to started cutting her fingers. She took off her gloves and revealed her scars from her pasted cuts. She took a knife and made some small cuts on her fingers. She wore the gloves so Mr. S couldn't see them and freak out. She did this for about an hour and didn't even noticed that the house was completely dark.

"When did they do to bed? Oh well let's get started." She said, standing up and walking across the street. The front door was locked but not the back door so that's what she used to get in. The house felt the same but with all the shitty toys everywhere made this place lose its old touch. She walked up the stairs and found the brats room and it was her old room. There were dinosaur toys everywhere and baseball posters on the walls. She fought back the urge to throw up. Now the fun will begin.