Mommy, I'm Home

    "Mommy, I'm home."

    "M-Molly? How-how can it be?"

    "Why are you crying, Mommy? I just came home from school."

    "But honey...you...you...died...I saw you, you got hit by a car coming home from school, and..."

    "I'm not dead, Mommy. See? I'm right here."

    "We buried you, sweetheart--I don't understand--I'm just so happy, love, come here."

    "Okay, Mommy."

    "Why are you so cold, baby? It's June."

    "I don't know, Mommy. I guess I just feel cold today."

    "And you stink! Like you haven't changed your clothes in...two months...the same day--"

    "I don't know, I guess I should take a bath, huh, Mommy."

    "Um, I guess, honey, I'm just so glad you're home, even if I don't understand um why."

    "They said I could go home, Mommy. I was in a bad place. It was dark. I was scared."

    "Oh, honey, I promise, you'll never have to be scared again. Please, just let me hug you, Molly, God, I love you so much."

    "I love you, too, Mommy."

    "So...baby...who are they?"

    "I don't know. They had horns. And fangs. And their eyes glowed in the dark like red nightlights. They were scary. I don't want to think about them."

    "Oh--I can understand that, sweetie, I..."

    "But I have to talk about them. They want me to do something. I don't want to do it, though. You were a nice Mommy to me."

    "Wh-what do you mean, honey? What are you talking--"

    "They said I have to kill you and bring you with me, Mommy. I'm sorry. But they said it's the only way they'll let me go. I don't want to miss any more school. And I miss sunlight. There isn't any down there. Please, Mommy, understand."

    "What? What? Oh my God, honey, no...."

    "You taste good, Mommy, I should have known you would. Like cupcakes. I like cupcakes. Don't you, Mommy? Mommy?"

    "...Molly..."


   

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"Honey, I'm home! You wouldn't believe the creepy thing that Fred told me...someone tried to dig up Molly's grave at the cemetery...so...honey?"