Her eyes grew darker and wider as the tip of my knife slowly sunk into her beautiful soul. I wanted her all to myself, but wait until you hear how generous I was. Her brown bouncy hair I adored was snipped off strand by strand and carefully hidden away in a bag. Now I couldn't have rid her parents of her large beautiful stormy eyes, so I cautiously and leisurely removed them from her seamlessly round sockets and put them in a package addressed to my new pal's old family.
"Now detective, I don't really see the problem for all I was doing is my job, delivering the mail."
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The Mailman
Short StoryA disturbing short scary story of a mailman who just wants friends By: Hailey Beman
