Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-28682892-20160607184959

              SKIPPING

This is not a hello, more of a goodbye. Things all started about a week ago. My daughter Laura always loved to skip. Hah, as I remember she would do it anywhere we would go. At the store when I would send her to grab bread or cheese you could expect her to hop around the store and sing her little chants. I remember smiling every time she would start. Hell, I would even send her on these small grabs just to watch her. I loved my daughter, and she meant the world to me, Wherever I was, no matter who was there my daughter was. I loved that girl.

Sadly, this was also her end. It was a cold winter night, and I remember looking at her as she laughed and yelled about the snow outside of the car. It was just a second but it was also an hour to me. My car smashed into the back of a semi-truck in front of me. I needed to look back didn’t I? The answer is no. The next thing I recall was a cop scanner and a rushed ambulance. I quickly began to yell.

“Laura. Where is she!” all I got out of it was a simple statement but it went unanswered. When I awoke I found my ex standing in front of my bed crying. Seeing her I knew it was bad before anything was said. I went to reach for a glass by the bed, drinking quickly and looking back at her. Before I can get a word out she begins you yell.

“You are a son of a b...” I interrupted before she could finish,

“What happened?” She looked down and her face went from a frown to an almost evil smile.

“You let her die, that’s what, and you, you are going to pay for it!” Shocked I could only stare at the enraged woman in front of me.

“What is this?” Before she could answer I tried to stand up to ask what was going on. That was when I realized the handcuffs. I began to scream and saw two police officers walk in and hold me down as a small doctor came in and shoved a needle into me. Now I can’t even move. Stuck down to the bed. This is when things went bad.

I was the only one in my room, I know I was, but it didn’t feel like it. Well an officer was there. I tried to get up again and listened to him give me the normal I wouldn’t do that speech. I listened and sat calmly he grunted before standing up,

“I’ll be back in a bit; I need some coffee. Don’t make me have to rush.”

Now alone in the room I began to cry. That quickly stopped however as I heard the faint tapping start to come back down the hall. It was all good until I heard a muffled hum soon after. The taps got closer and I began to hear the words.

“Daddy, left me for dead,” they sang, “But now he’s been left.” I was shocked. The police officer came back in to give me a small shot as He listened to my screams die out. He seemed pissed but I don’t remember to much of it. I do however remember waking up to a swarm of reporters around my bed. They all pushed through the officer but didn’t get enough words out to make full sentences.

About a day ago I heard the voice again. It was closer to close. My door to be exact. I woke up looking for the guard but he left, must have been switch time. It started with the simple taps of feet, then the voice came.

“Daddy left me for dead. As mommy says it should’ve been him instead. Don’t worry mommy I’ll help with that, off with his head.” The next sound was the tapping on the door and the nudge of the knob. I was scared but I swore it was just my head. I can’t recall what happened next.

Tonight is my final night however. I have received my nightly free time, and I have decided to right about all of this, the taps are outside the door. They sound like they’re... skipping. Then the song.

“Daddy left me for dead. As mommy says it should’ve been him instead. Don’t worry mommy I’ll help with that, off with his head. Here I am daddy, as mommy said here I am off with your head.” Oh god the door just wiggled open, and the skipping its coming in. please god help me, please.

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<p class="MsoNormal">'''San Jose police report: Suspect was found bounded up with a small surgical knife found locked into place of suspects neck. His face bound open as if trying to get help. This is all known at the time. Checking the tapes shows no help as they seem to have shut down at the time of the incident. Time of death 12:30 am.''' <ac_metadata title="My story was removed will y&#039;all proof read and help fix the wrongs? Feedback is also appreciated"> </ac_metadata>