The Popcorn Killer

One wintery evening as the Patterson family went to bed, little Bridgette lay awake eating popcorn, and pondering all the wonders of life - her loving family, the leaves blowing in the wind, the vast oceans. There wasn't one thing she could think of that wasn't incredible. Each thought - more wonderous than the next. "Life is so good," she shrieked in excitement, as she lay cozy in bed.

Little did Bridgette know, a town serial killer was on the loose. He wasn't a very nice person. Dubbed 'The Popcorn Killer', he would gut each of his victims before stuffing them with popcorn.

The next morning the Patterson's were awakened by a loud banging on the front door. "Witherton Police Department", a burly voice shouted. Startled, Mr. Patterson answered the door to two officers standing on the porch.

They were visiting each home in the community to warn them about The Popcorn Killer. But something caught the eye of rookie cop Officer Ricky Douglass. Eager to make a name for himself in the department, he noticed a small piece of popcorn on the floor in the hallway. "Say, would that happen to be popcorn?," officer Douglass asked. Popcorn was their youngest daughter's favorite treat, explained Mrs. Patterson.

Suspicious of his findings, Officer Douglass stepped inside and began following a trail of popcorn all the way to a Bridgette's bedroom door. With his heart pounding, certain of what he'd find, he kicked the door in and began firing his gun, striking Bridgette in the head, killing her instantly while she lay in bed.

Mr. Patterson sighed, "I told her not to eat popcorn in her room".

The End.