Damn It

One, two, and three children. Four, five, six children. Seven, eight, nine children. Walk, walk. One, two, and three children. Four, five, six children. There were only six children left. Look back at those children. One fell, one laughed, and the other made a fuss. One was holding a knife, the other was giggling, and the other was shouting. Three other children. One fell on the path. One is hiding next to the bush. One laughs and laughs at the end. Do you also like this sweet smell of blood? Or - this gorgeous corpse is your masterpiece? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.