my hands shook, as I slowly lifted my left, raising it far above my head.
I had to do it.
for...her.
for...josy...
she left because of this retched little ... THING.
the scissors seemed like a happy little angel, that fit nicely in my palm, as I stared down at the small child, asleep in her frilly little watermelon wunsy, hands next to her ear, practically making the best killing position possible. she cooed and giggled in her sleep. she was.... mocking me.
that little... fine. i guess we'll do this the .... pleasant way.
and then I threw my hand down.
for a minute, a shrill siren-like screech shouted through the air, a blood-curdling wretched scream, as her baby olive eyes burst open. then... there was a small hiccup... and she lay limp.
it wasn't my best work, but she was so small, it would be easier than operating on a ... larger patient.
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i gently placed down the scissors and grabbed the steak knife, and delicately sliced her open, careful of the blood pouring out of her.
i did the procedure, removing all vital organs, and placing them in a cooler.
i made sure to fill the hollow body with cotton, and after seeing it up, I got her a new outfit and then began to work on the scalp, peeling it away like the skin of a grape, revealing a large shiny forehead. i had to work around the sockets, and they seemed to look at me just as ... just as jody did, with those same green eyes. i need to make sure I saved those beautiful beautiful eyes.
it took another hour, removing the brain through the small nostril cavity, and placing the slimy access goop into a vial, almost like squeezing an orange.
when I was done, she looked like nothing had ever happened, despite the long voodoo doll like stitch across her head, and those grave black pits that she now had as eyes.
"emily... oh dearest emily... your out of the way now... now josy will come back yes yes... yes josy...."
and then I stopped.
"wait what if she doesn't come back..!? no no, she will. we will make her, yes yes, we will make her come back, you and me emily yes yes."
after that, I took multiple fishing hooks, and grappled them through her skin, suspending her on a hook in the wall.
my little emily...
ohhh....
and josy...
josy will be so....
HAPPY...
i took the organs, and placed them in the trunk of my car, which now seemed like a ... a blood red, or the color of a liver, than its usual cherry happy sheen.
and then...
i fed her eyes, her tongue, her lungs, her heart, her kidney, her stringy spaghetti intestines to the ducks.
and boy did they gobble her up.
heh heh...
gobble...
gobble...
gobble...