The park was filled with tiny children and parents. I fixed my overalls, and began walking towards the swings. I began swinging, but I noticed a man who was very close and suspicious to the little children, and it was very unappealing. He had another man with him, his face very dark as if he had been punched. I gasped, but I didn’t realize I had done it out loud. A little girl on the other swing looked at me then, as if I was deranged in some way. She just smiled and said, “Hi. I’m Sam, those men over there? You see them?” She pointed and I nodded. “They are pretty creepy don’t you think? I mean, just look at them,” she got out of her swing, stopping herself.

She started skipping towards the men, talking to them, and they glanced at me. One of the men grabbed a knife out of his pocket, and began slicing her throat. I screamed and ran away, everyone else also. I realized then I shouldn’t have came here alone. I should’ve listened to the voices. Wait, the voices of the mens’ suspicions or the voices of the little girl…?