Bloody Hands
Ebony didn't even come home that night. She went straight for her treehouse. She quickly scurried up the ladder and hopped onto the hard, wooden floor. The treehouse gave a creak and the sudden weight but she ignored it. She had to do this. She grabbed her knife kit and opened it, picking out the right size for a human. It was about 6 inches long. She pulled out the knife sharpener she stole from the kitchen and started to sharpen her knife. Once she was done sharpening her knife, she gave it a testing poke. She hissed at the slight pain on her finger and licked off any blood. Once she was prepared with everything, she stood up and walked down to the entrance of her treehouse. Then, she jumped.
She landed on her feet and started to run. She was silent and quick, not even breathing while she ran. She stopped at the street corner to catch her breath for a moment before running again. She knew exactly where she needed to be. Once she arrived in Mrs. Law driveway, she checked her watch. 2:30 A.M. Exactly. She moved into her yard and traveled around to the back of her yard. She was aware of the tiny dog inside her house, but she had a plan for that. Her first option was to kill it. Her second option was to shoot it with an animal tranquilizer. She decided that it would be a bit more fun to get her hands dirty. She unlocked the door and slowly stepped in. She had already turned off her electrical system from the outside incase she had any burglar alarms hooked. She unlocked the window with her bobby pin and hopped in. She was as silent as a mouse. The dog came in the dark living room because something was off. She grabbed her knife and then grabbed the dog by it's tail and slit it's throat. It whimpered and fell to it's side, blood instantly pouring out of its neck. The dog didn't move or bark for help, it just laid there helplessly begging for her to get someone. She just walked away silently and went into the hallway.
She peeked in every room until she found the right one. Luckily, no one lived with the crooked old woman. She slowly opened the door, making sure the door didn't creak or make any noises. She stepped in and slowly creeped towards the woman and onto the bed slowly. The woman groaned a bit and she wiggled slightly before going back to sleep. Ebony climed behind her and quickly covered her mouth and slit her throat like the dog. The woman's screams were filled with blood pouring out of her mouth and her throat, all going onto the blankets, pillows, floor, and bed. Ebony finished the job with a stab to the heart and the woman stopped screaming. Ebony hopped up and broke the window with a hammer she stole and hopped out. The neighbors were already coming over so she had to move quickly. The neighbors luckily didn't see her so, she started to run home. She still had her gloves and everything on, so they wouldn't be able to finding her. Killing people was kind of fun.. maybe she should do it more often.~
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