[ WP ] A young child stumbles upon a serial killer dumping a body in the woods .

`` Your mommy and daddy did n't raise you right, huh?'' 
 
 Tommy was a good kid, knew how to share, was n't a jerk to the girls in his class even if they had cooties. His parents were proud of him, and gave him a lot of freedom in what he wanted to do. This was one moment were they should n't have. 
 
 `` What are you, six?'' The ragged woman in front of him spit out a brown covered blotch on the ground. It almost hit whatever she had in that big trashbag behind her. 
 
 `` S-seven and a half, ma'am.'' Tommy stammered. He was scared, but his parents had drilled into him to be polite to everyone. They'd also told him not to talk to strangers, but as this stranger had a gun pointed at him, he was bright enough to keep talking. 
 
 `` Seven, huh? Getting close to being a man?'' The woman sneered. `` Gon na grow up big and strong like this useless sack of shit?'' With that she kicked the bag, which let out a long, slow groan. 
 
 Tommy yelped and the woman turned back to him with a shovel she'd grabbed from beside the bag. He was ready for her to hit him with it, but instead she threw it at his feet. 
 
 `` Dig, you brat, you're old enough.'' 
 
 He was too frightened to move at the moment, and a little warmth started to move down his legs. Was... was the thing in the bag a person? 
 
 `` Dig, you little brat, or you're going to join'him.'' The woman made her point by waving the gun, and Tommy got it. He picked up the shovel, shaking, and began to dig. 
 
 Tommy was n't that strong of a kid, but he'd made a shallow trench after a few hours of sweat, dirt, and the woman constantly threatening his life, his parents, and the world itself in turn. When he'd finished, he heard a click behind him, and a soft, `` Boy, you should n't have come out here. Say hi to my Jimmy for me.'' 
 
 ( This is... not well written, but I had a dark story tugging at me to write it down. Hope you enjoy! )
