[ WP ] In the dead of night a young girl meets an intimidating man with severe scarring . After the confrontation the man is the one who is afraid .

The twelfth night after Emily died, the depressed me mourned at her grave longer than usual. It was the middle of the night and as I stared helplessly at her place of rest, silhouettes of lilies slowly drifted from the sky and landed perfectly on her tombstone. 
 
 Taken by surprise, I looked up to see the shadow of a tiny hand from a little girl. 
 
 Then the girl smiled and her hand opened up and from it, fluttered something else onto Emily ’ s tombstone. 
 
 A doll stuffed with hundreds of tiny needles… 
 
 What the fuck? Who the hell is this girl? My heart pumping with fear as I finally turned to confront the devil standing behind me. 
 
 But before I could speak or even looked at her, the little girl reached up and traced my scar, from my forehead all the way down to the bottom of my face, “ It ’ s been ten years, but I found you guys. ” 
 
 I looked at her face, her features exactly like Emily ’ s. Her face was without emotions but still somehow expressed more hatred and betrayal than anything I can imagine. 
 
 “ Mommy and Daddy, I found you guys! You guys thought you could get rid of me by throwing me away, but I found you guys! ” 
 
 Frozen in place from guilt and regret, tears streamed from my face. 
 
 “ Sorry about mommy, but the coin came up heads. ” 
 
 I walked forward to hug her. 
 
 A cold steel pierced my stomach. Silhouettes of liles drifted from the sky. 
 
 The little girl started to cry. “ The other coin came up heads too. ” 
 
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