I sat by the dumpster and chucked rocks at a mouse. It squeaked and tried to run away, that is, until I pulled out my pocket knife and threw it. It landed in the middle of the mouse's back, killing it instantly. Blood was seeping out from under the mouse as I walked over to it and took my knife back. It's more of a super knife, considering it has about twenty unique blades. Some with serrated edges, some are short, some are long, some are good for picking locks. But they all have one thing in common. They can all kill. I walked out of the alley and put my pocket knife back in my pocket. I walked over a block down to the nearest orphanage. Being eight, no one suspected a thing, so they welcomed me with open arms. The sign above the door read;

Greenheart Orphanage

They brought me into the building and introduced me to the other kids and all the staff.

"Hi, my name is Kristy." I said, shyly. A couple kids said hi and ran to meet me, while other just groaned and walked away.

"How old are you?" One girl asked.

"I'm eight years old." I replied.

The girl squealed and hugged me.

"I am too!" She said. "My name is Milly."

"Hello, Milly." I said.

Milly giggled. She brought me to her room and pointed to a bunk bed.

"You can have the top, if you want. I sleep on the bottom." Milly said.

I nodded and got up on the top bunk and looked around. This was perfect. I got changed into some pajamas that Milly gave me and lay down on the bed. I pulled out my pocket knife and started carving on the wooden bedframe. Soon, I would be adopted. Soon, I would be living in a new home. Soon, I would have two more victims at my feet and I would find another orphanage. Hopefully, I would be adopted into a large family with lots of money. I have been too slow with kills lately, and I needed more money.

The next morning, I walked down and found everyone eating breakfast. I plastered a fake smile on my face as I sat next to Milly.

"So, how long have you been an orphan?" Milly asked, as it was no big deal to her.

"My parents left me when I was four, and I have been living alone since then." I replied.

------------------three weeks later-------
I was adopted. A family of five kids welcomed me into their home. I was sweet for a few days, and then the time came.