Vickie laughed as she walked down a dark ally way. The usual blood on her hands...wiped away by a near by river.<span style="font-style: italic">Now that wasn't so hard...was it god?</span><br/>She fully believed in god and his power. Yet she loved to tab and kill those that defy him. She thinks of it as doing gods work. But in a much more sentimental way. Her nick name was the six year old slasher. And god did she love it!!!!<br/>She smirked. The blood that seeps out of them is just amazeing. She often wondered how much blood it would take for someone to bleed out. And at some point she wanted to test it. But today was not the day. She had already cleaned herself up. Which meant no one would know what she has just done.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn guy deserved it too......</span><br/>At that she giggled. It was time for her to find her next victem. Maybe a .....a drug dealer. As she saw one pass the ally. She checked him over and it seemed as if that was just such a terrible choice.<br/>She walked ut of the ally way. And mother's would stop to ask her where her mother was. And she would answer "In a store near by." Then she would continue on her merry way to find her next victem.