Me and Nellie had agreed to be a team now we had a plan.
I had brought furniture for the upstairs room and new scissors that were extra sharp.
I had put advertisement all around town and we were just waiting for someone to walk into their own death.
I had a chair that I had made,my father had taught me to make stuff when I was younger.
This chair was built into the floor,when I killed them they would just fall straight into the basement where Nellie would cook them and make the pies.
We finally got a customer,I did feel a little remorseful as she looked like she was 14 but we had to do what we had to do.
I started to make small talk,she said this was the first hair cut she has had in 1 year.
She also said her family were extremely poor.
When she told me that I felt a little better as I thought I might as well put her out of her misery.
I raise the scissors and slide them across her throat she cried in agony,soon enough her lifeless body lay in a pool of blood I dropped her body and went to tell Nellie.
This week I have had 15 customers only 3 have come out alive.
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