The Boy who Cried Knife

Once upon a time there was a boy, but now he is no more than dust in the wind.

His story begins like most fairy tales... but ends like most horror movies.

His name was Jerry, he worked as a slave for his father (also king of his town). He would go out in the afternoon and pick his father some wheat and hunt for some chickens for food. One cold winter day the wheat was gone and not a chicken in sight. He remembered what his father had said to him every day he left to go gather his goods, "No food for the king, and no life for the little boy." Jerry became worried, wondering if his father would keep his promise.

The little boy Jerry wandered deeper into the snow trenched woods. Still, no wheat and no animals. It was now midnight and then Jerry became lost! He screamed, "HELP, HELP!" Then he saw a man... short, shady, and glowing red eyes. The boy stood in silence, and the man pulled a knife from behind his back.

The boy Jerry howled "HELP, A MAN HAS A KNIFE AND WILL KILL ME!! PLEASE, ANYONE!!! AAAAHHHH!!! "

The man like figure disappeared, and a nearby woman took the little boy home, wrapped him in a blanket, and whispered softly, "It's OK. I'm here now."

The woman lifted her arm with a kitchen knife in her hand, and said, "Now the king will have all the food he can eat, and you don't even have to go looking for food any more."

The woman put the knife to his throat and yelled "CRY FOR ME!!!!!!!" She slit his throat and then the king had a feast.

Today's special, gut and blood soup!

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Credited to Iceking159
Originally uploaded on July 1, 2012

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