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Hungry Girl

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Hungry Girl

Hungry Girl

Abby was sitting in her room one day when she heard someone crying soutside. She ran to the window and saw a small girl sitting on the curb, sobbing. She looked about seven years old.

Abby ran outside and asked what was the matter. The girl pointed to her tummy and complained, “I’m hungry.”

Abby felt bad for the girl and tried to cheer her up.

“What’s your name?” Abby asked.

“My name is Katie,” the small girl answered. Then she said she had to go home and help her mother. Abby said okay and went back to her house for dinner.

The next morning Katie was outside playing with a ball. Abby went outside to say hi. Katie was very happy to see her. Abby asked where she lived and the girl pointed down the road.

“Down there,” the girl said, “My mommy is going to have to go to someplace an hour away tomorrow and won’t be back until seven. She can’t find anyone to take care of me and make me dinner. Will you babysit for me?”

Abby agreed and Katie ran down the road to her house to tell her mom. Abby told her dad about Katie and he guessed she had just moved to the old house that had been for sale. Katie came back and met Abby’s parents. They thought she was adorable. Abby then brought up the subject about babysitting; her parents said of course she could.

The next day at about ten o’clock she rode down to Katie’s house. It was old and beat up. Abby knocked and Katie ran to open the door. They baked and played dress up till five when Katie said she had a surprise and it would take a few minutes to set up. Abby was told to wait in the guest bedroom until Katie said she could see. Abby heard Katie’s home phone ringing and Katie asked her to get it.

Abby answered the phone it was her dad.

“Abby get Out of that house!” he screamed. “I was watching the news and a serial killer who calls herself Katie escaped from the asylum. She is about 18, but small. In previous murders she has worn makeup to make her look about seven. She has brought kids to babysit her and EATEN them.”

Abby dropped the phone and ran downstairs to the back door. Katie was already there.

“Abby… I’m hungry,” she said quietly.

Katie brought a butcher knife from the kitchen and herded Abby toward the dining room. Abby saw the table was set for dinner. She turned and saw Katie glaring at her.

“I listened to the call,” said Katie. “Your dad has ruined everything.”

Abby saw the knife coming toward and never opened her eyes again. The police arrived about 10 minutes later. They found Katie sitting at the dinner table, quietly chewing on something that looked like steak.

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