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But I... I...
by Marissa


A young girl named Vicky loved pie. Chocolate was her favorite.

"Vicky this chocolate pie is for my work. Don't eat it Understand?" Her mom asked.

She replied, “yes.”

Vicky went to bed. She heard a creepy voice say, "Vicky... why did you eat the pie?"

She said, “But.. I didn't.”

She told her parents about the voice. They said nonsense. She went to bed early that night. She heard the voice again.

"VVVVIIIIICCCCKKKYYY, why did you eat the pie? I'm CLLLLOOOOOSE!"

Vicky was creeped out. The thing had returned. She said horrified, "But... l didn't."

She told her friends at school. They laughed.

She went to bed her usual time. The thing was back, "VVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIICCCKY, WHY DID YOU EAT IT? I'M CLLLLLOOOOOOSSSEERRRR!"

Vicky said aggravated, “BUT I DIDN'T!”

She was taken to her doctor and she told him. He said it was her imagination.

She went to bed usually again, "VVVVVIIIIICCCCCKKKKKYYYY, WHY DID YOU EAT IT?"

She was aggravated. " VVVVVVVVIIIIIICCCCKKKYYYY, IMMM HHHHHEEEEERRRREEEE!"

Vicky said.....But I... I...” Those were here last words.

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