It was the scariest thing she had ever seen in her life. She wanted to scream but couldn't. She wanted to close her eyes but couldn't. "Its evil..." thought Kathelyn, hands on knees, rocking back on forth. "Evil.." she muttered it to herself. She liked the way that sounded. "Evil Evil Evil" she muttered over and over to herself, obsessively. It sounded so.. fitting. "Kathelyn?..." muttered Lina, approaching cautiously. "WHAT?!" screamed Kathelyn giving Lina a mean stare. "No... nothing!" stuttered Lina, as she turned around and escaped. Kathelyn returned to her ramblings. "Its cold to.. so cold.. so very cold.." She remembered what had happened that day. Eugene had cheerfully left the house. Suspicious, Kathelyn followed. Eugene skipped down the road, humming that stupid song about Rosie she had made up. It filled Kathelyn with sadness and hate. She wanted to sqash the spoor.. shut it up.. destroy it forever. Give it just what it deserved. The park. Rosie was waiting, and he cheerfully shared an ice-cream with Eugene. Eugene told him that she didn't want to go until they made sure that SHE wasn't following them. Rosie was confused. Eugene walked over and pulled Kathelyn out of the bush she was hiding in. Kathelyn crawled over to Rosie, crying and begging. He turned from her, and asked how she could be so pathetic. She got up, crying. Eugene laughed at her and taunted her. "Pathetic.. Pathetic.. Pathetic.." The next part went slow. She went for the spore. The spore screamed and ran past her for Fillia. She grabbed the spore, and Fillia grabbed the spore. She pulled back violently, and took them all with her. Into the fountain. Next thing she knew, she was soaking wet and lying amidst a billion pennies, Eugene was crying her head off, and Rosie was screaming at her for being so careless and mean to children. He grabbed Eugene and stormed off, and she was left there, stunned. "He must hate me now.." That was it. She got up, visited the spore-room. Eugene was sleeping. Smiling. She giggled and muttered "Rosie.. Daddy.." in her sleep. "How DARE she call my Rosie daddy?!" screamed Kathelyn allowed. Eugene woke up. But had no time to scream. Kathelyn pulled back and plunged her hand into her chest and pulled out her small heart. A lifeless body fell to the bed. She held it in her hand. The blood ran through her fingers. She wiped her hands on Eugene's clothing, and muttered "For all the hearts you froze cold.." A trip to the kitchen. She washed her hands, cleaning them thouroughly, and washed her clothing. To the freezer. Hiding the heart was the main thing to do. The freezer was the perfect place. Back to spore's room. A few.. adjustments. She took one last satisfied glance, and screamed at the top of her lungs. Her parents, Lina, Shingo, they all came running. Her mother screamed. Shingo yelled "Cool!" Her father called the cops, while Kathelyn explained, sobbing. "You see.. I couldn't sleep. Then all of the sudden, I heard a scream! I came running. It was too late. A man climbed out the window, and Eugene was dead already. You can see the blood trail." She had been so careful. So sincere. She was a grand actress also. It worked. "Welcome to the hotel California..." the radio murmured somewhere. It was over.
"Its evil..." thought Kathelyn, hands on knees, rocking back on forth. "Evil.." she muttered it to herself. She liked the way that sounded. "Evil Evil Evil" she muttered over and over to herself, obsessively. It sounded so.. fitting.
"Kathelyn?..." muttered Lina, approaching cautiously.
"WHAT?!" screamed Kathelyn giving Lina a mean stare.
"No... nothing!" stuttered Lina, as she turned around and escaped.
Kathelyn returned to her ramblings. "Its cold to.. so cold.. so very cold.."
She remembered what had happened that day. Eugene had cheerfully left the house. Suspicious, Kathelyn followed. Eugene skipped down the road, humming that stupid song about Rosie she had made up. It filled Kathelyn with sadness and hate. She wanted to sqash the spoor.. shut it up.. destroy it forever. Give it just what it deserved.
The park. Rosie was waiting, and he cheerfully shared an ice-cream with Eugene. Eugene told him that she didn't want to go until they made sure that SHE wasn't following them. Rosie was confused. Eugene walked over and pulled Kathelyn out of the bush she was hiding in. Kathelyn crawled over to Rosie, crying and begging. He turned from her, and asked how she could be so pathetic. She got up, crying. Eugene laughed at her and taunted her. "Pathetic.. Pathetic.. Pathetic.."
The next part went slow.
She went for the spore. The spore screamed and ran past her for Fillia. She grabbed the spore, and Fillia grabbed the spore. She pulled back violently, and took them all with her. Into the fountain. Next thing she knew, she was soaking wet and lying amidst a billion pennies, Eugene was crying her head off, and Rosie was screaming at her for being so careless and mean to children. He grabbed Eugene and stormed off, and she was left there, stunned. "He must hate me now.."
That was it. She got up, visited the spore-room. Eugene was sleeping. Smiling. She giggled and muttered "Rosie.. Daddy.." in her sleep. "How DARE she call my Rosie daddy?!" screamed Kathelyn allowed. Eugene woke up. But had no time to scream. Kathelyn pulled back and plunged her hand into her chest and pulled out her small heart. A lifeless body fell to the bed. She held it in her hand. The blood ran through her fingers. She wiped her hands on Eugene's clothing, and muttered "For all the hearts you froze cold.."
A trip to the kitchen. She washed her hands, cleaning them thouroughly, and washed her clothing. To the freezer. Hiding the heart was the main thing to do. The freezer was the perfect place.
Back to spore's room. A few.. adjustments. She took one last satisfied glance, and screamed at the top of her lungs. Her parents, Lina, Shingo, they all came running. Her mother screamed. Shingo yelled "Cool!" Her father called the cops, while Kathelyn explained, sobbing.
"You see.. I couldn't sleep. Then all of the sudden, I heard a scream! I came running. It was too late. A man climbed out the window, and Eugene was dead already. You can see the blood trail."
She had been so careful. So sincere. She was a grand actress also. It worked.
"Welcome to the hotel California..." the radio murmured somewhere. It was over.