There once was a little girl named Zoe. One day she was drawing a picture. Zoe's mother came into the room. "What are you drawing, Dear?" She asked.

"Oh! I'm drawing a little girl!"

Zoe's mother smiled. Then she looked closer at the picture. "Why does the little girl have red hands?"

Zoe giggled, "That's Clara!" She replied.

Her mother was still confused. Suddenly, Zoe's father came in. "Oh that's a beautiful drawing of a girl!" He remarked.

"Why is her face blue?" He asked.

Zoe grinned widely. "That's Clara!" Zoe's parents were both very confused, but decided to leave it alone.

The next day, Zoe's parents were found dead. They were hanging off of a rope by their neck. Zoe came into the room they were in. She stared at her parents. Their faces had gone blue from suffocation. Their hands had been cut up, and were now bright red from blood. Upon seeing them in that state, Zoe's face fell.

"Clara, why do you have to make everyone look like you? I'm never playing with you again!"

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