Tick Tock
Tick tock goes the clock.
“Where have you been?”
Entering the room with a wide grin.
Blood everywhere.
Shoes.
Pants.
Shirt.
Face.
Hands.
Her hands…
Blood.
Red.
Her eyes.
Eyes wide and alert.
“You wanna play?”
Tick tock goes the clock.
Hide in the closet.
Don’t make a crack.
“I’m gonna get you.”
Smile.
The grim smile.
The closet opened.
“There you are my love. Come play with me.”
He screamed.
Ear-piercing scream.
Silence.
Silence.
“Bye, bye, baby.
Good night.
I love you.”
