Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Instead they found a dead body, pale and drained of blood matter. They got real close to see it's face, but found that was a grave mistake.
It was a newborn vampire, thirsty and deadly. First it took down Jack with glee, and ate Jill with eager ease.
It all started when I was eleven,
My heart grew cold and my feet became cloven.
All these dark thoughts started racing through my head.
All my neighbors' pets started turning up dead.
They all saw the signs, no one said a word.
They all thought my little mind had been cursed.
Killing little animals, blood on my hands,
But the feeling never lasts and I must kill again.
Tricking younger kids into my yard,
Promises of candy, chewy, sweet and hard.
Take them to the back pasture, overgrown and green,
Out to a place where no one heard their screams.
It was a little weird at first, this I'll admit.
They looked so cute with their little necks slit.
Bury them in the ground, six feet deep.
Fresh dug graves, and I can still hear their little screams.
As I got older, the need grew more.
I started hiding little bodies under my floor.
Young kids missing caused quite a stir.
My neighbors all whispering, "It could be her."
But there was no evidence, no dead bodies,
Under my floor, they were all rotting.
I gawked at people with a deadly stare,
I was talking to people who weren't really there.
Rocking in the corner, covering my ears,
The children were screaming though dead for years.
I couldn't take it anymore,
I ripped the bodies from the floor.
The cops came at once and gathered me up,
Took me from the little kida I love so much.
Children are still dying, crying in my dreams
While I'm sitting in my cell, remembering their little screams.
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