The woman's red dress

just came up with it. no editing done. this is the first draft.

She laughed and laughed at what had just occurred.

While the mugger on the side stared in horror,

as she pulled the knife out of her side while holding a great big smile.

The hole the knife came out of started to close,

as she rose up off the ground that was covered in blood,

her dress covered in blood the color of red.

"have you come to steal my pretty little dress?" she says to the man cowering in fear,

"Now it is ruined thanks to you. Now what shall I do with my new pretty knife",

she says as she spins the knife around in her hand.

"would you like it back, back the way you gave it to me" she says to the man now crawling away,

"oh no come back, what did i say, that would cause you to fear me?"

"I just want to give you a gift, like the color you gave to my pretty little dress."

The man tries to run, but she is faster,

she blocks him from the exit of the alleyway,

as she stares him down with a sweet little smile.

"Here you go sweet man, with all your red gifts",

she says as she gives the knife back to him.

He falls to the ground, holding his side,

screaming in pain as the ground turns red

She stares at him silently, with confusion in her eyes.

Why is he screaming at the gift she gave him.

Its the same thing he gave her, only better and more.

"Whats wrong little man?" she says as she watches,

the life of the man leaving his eyes.

"Now i have given you the best gift of all"

"freedom from the world that ruins your dresses, and gives you knifes"

 

Now she turns towards you and whispers, 

"do you want freedom too, little person outside the screen?"

Author's Note

feel free to leave constructive criticism. first time doing this so it's no where near perfect