"There's a monster in my closet!"
A small voice travels through the halls leading her parents to her
"There is no monster, now go to bed."
A small kiss on her forehead then they leave
Her eyes stay stuck on the closet
3
A hand reaches out, small delicate fingers hold onto the rim of the door
2
Her eyes weighing down as she struggles to stay awake, small fingers coming closer
1
Soft hands hold onto her, their razor sharp nails dig deep into her arms
Parents awake to find their little girl sleeping forever
Her little wrists cut so deep
Her green eyes closed
Her small lips curled into a small smile
A razor, sharp to the touch, held in her lifeless hand
Her closet door open showing a full body mirror
A small box help razor-sharp trinkets, dull from use
Stained with her blood