Little Red, go visit grandma!

But Mom! I don’t wanna.

Red, she misses you.

But she’s old.

And she smells funny.

That’s not very nice.

She loves you.

Humph!

I don’t wanna.

Now don’t stray from the path.

Here’s your cloak that grandma made for you.

But, Mommmmmm. It itches!

Promise me you’ll be good to her.

Here bring her these cookies.

No, I’ll eat the cookies before I give them to her.

No you won’t. I know it.

You’re a good kid.

MOM. I’m not going.

Yes, you are.

That was when I sent her on her way.

She’s never disobeyed me before.

I guess there is a first; and a last

for everything.

I remember seeing her leave.

I suppose that I’ll always remember her leaving.

That was the last time…

The last time

Cameras flash like lightening around me.

Police swarm around them like bees rushing to the hive

Everyone is a stranger. Dangerously strange

Pooling reds seep into the floors

Yes thats my only child yes thats my mother how could I have let this happen?This could be theend of me…………… of my sanity………..

What the HELLkind of woman LOSes her daughter and mOTHer in the saME day