Lived long enough to become the villain
It was to dark to see anything but a soft giggle could be heard in the distance.
"Come out come out where ever you are…" She called in a sing song voice before letting out another giggle.
The scene was a abandoned building and the moon light shined down into one of the window’s a small girl was seen leaning against the wall, but it wasn’t a girl.
Her hair was golden ringlets stained red at the ends and random places with blood. She wore a simple doll baby dress that dripped blood behind her, leaving a little path. As she walked her hand brushed against the walls before her brought it quickly to her face to small the blood that remained on her hand from her last victim.
Blood covered her mouth and as she grinned her fangs gleamed in the moon light.
"I’m getting tired of this game!" She suddenly shouted as she clenched her fists.
"Don’t judge a book by its cover…." She seemed to talk more to herself this time as she gazed at her hands. "Maybe the child needs a woman’s touch.."
She suddenly looked up at she spotted her victim, a child, in the corner of the room. “Come dear…You look like you need a touch of red on that pretty face..”
