Merry Christmas

by I Where the Wings of A Fallen Angel..   May 26, 2006


Christmas morning she gets out of bed
Christmas morning she finds mommy dead
she screams and runs
she sees daddy
he tells her not to say anything
so she doesn't

years have past she still hasn't said a word about that Christmas morning..
but shes all grown up now
she wants revenge for her moms murder
it is Christmas shes at the door

Her dads says come inside take seat
all she dose is stares..
she walks in and locks the door
covers her dads mouth to stop his scream
she slits his throat..
covers her tracks..

she has finally had avenged her moms murder with one of her own..

the cops never found her out
but she turned her self in
she was completely satisfied with her self..
never once had a doubt..

she had her revenge on Christmas morning..

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