Morph
"Hello?" a little girl's voice calls from the woods.
I freeze.
"Is someone there?"
Slowly, slowly, I turn toward the voice. The little blonde's hair is up in pigtails, and white lace lines her cute pink dress.
"Hello?" she says again, her milky eyes wandering.
Carefully, I slip my machete out of its sheath. She knows I'm here already. Running would only make this worse.
She steps closer. "Can you help me?"
My words would excite her, so my lips remain firmly pressed. I nudge a stick with my toe, though. I only need her a little closer.
Her blank gaze snaps toward the faint sound, and she smiles. "You are there!" She strides forward. Adrenaline courses through me, but I force my body still until she's about five feet away.
I dart forward, slashing at her, and she screams, revealing bloody teeth. The machete slams into her neck, severing her scream and her head. Blood gushes as the body collapses, but I know she's not dead yet. I need to get out of here, though, after that scream. I plunge the knife into her chest and drag it down to her navel.
When I yank it out, the clear skin bubbles and leathers, the bones crack and shift, and the child transforms into the big, spiny, blind creature I knew it to be. The trees crash as something large charges toward me.
I run.
AN:
If you know Jesus Christ as your Savior, then let us praise God together!
If not, then I pray that you come to recognize Him as the only way of salvation from your sins, which earn you God's wrath and just punishment in Hell. Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, and no one will go to Heaven but through repentance from their sins and believing in Him.
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God bless!
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