A Southern Six-Year-Old Psycho
By Keely Christensen
"Sophie? Wha—what are you doing?"
"Oh . . . Just feedin' the puppy, Gramma."
"Sophie, darling, step away from the dish, okay? It's really not safe to do that."
Gramma was talkin' to me all soft and slow. She didn't think I knew why, though. But I knew just as much as a grown-up would.
I stepped back from the puppy's food like she wanted me to. I was kinda mad that she messed up my fun. Maybe I shouldn't-a left the rat poison out. Then I wouldn't-a got caught.
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Keely Christensen is administrator and editor at Writer's Beat. She is also the administrator at the new online magazine, The Red Asylum. She hopes to one day catch the voice of Elvis via EVP.
By Keely Christensen
"Sophie? Wha—what are you doing?"
"Oh . . . Just feedin' the puppy, Gramma."
"Sophie, darling, step away from the dish, okay? It's really not safe to do that."
Gramma was talkin' to me all soft and slow. She didn't think I knew why, though. But I knew just as much as a grown-up would.
I stepped back from the puppy's food like she wanted me to. I was kinda mad that she messed up my fun. Maybe I shouldn't-a left the rat poison out. Then I wouldn't-a got caught.
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Keely Christensen is administrator and editor at Writer's Beat. She is also the administrator at the new online magazine, The Red Asylum. She hopes to one day catch the voice of Elvis via EVP.
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