You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes upon! With your sparkling blue-green eye and and your long, wavy brown locks. That dress puts me in a trance each time you wear it. With its silky material, pale blue color, and how it perfectly molds to your curvy body. I absolutely adore the way you smile at me as I approach. I adore it even more as it disappears when your eyes lock onto the object that I have my fingers ever so lightly coiled around. As I inch closer you keep a petrified distance and shakily ask the same questions, "What's the matter?" "Did I do something wrong?" or "Are you alright?". I do not acknowledge them, only curve my lips to form a smile you once found comforting.

I kneel down and caress your trembling cheek, you wince away in fear. "Do not be afraid" I say and you look up at me with teary eyes and you uncontrollably throw yourself at me lacing your arms around the back of my neck and cry into my shoulder. I hear you beg to stop this and put away the knife and everything will be okay. The knife slips from my fingers as I cradle you into my lap. You continue to cry even as I tuck my hand under your chin and tip your head up to lock your gaze with mine. You lean closer to me as I rest my forehead, delicately to yours and you tenderly brush your lips across my own.

Oh but you are such a fool! As you sit here and kiss me you are entirely unaware of my fingers have returned around the hilt of the knife. It is when a excruciating pain arises from your stomach do you fully realize your fate has been sealed by me. Your eyes, no longer filled with their shine, open wide in shock and terror. All you see through your blurring vision is my sinister grin. The knife rips out of your flesh as I rise to my feet abandoning you on the cold ground. I hear you cough and I snicker low seeing the blood pour from your mouth.

I stand over you as you fight for life. "Just die already." I whisper to you low and menacing. You let out a whimper as a tear escapes you eyes and trickles down you cheek until it mixes with the blood on your jaw. This is taking too long, I gingerly lay the tip of the blade at the center of your chest, just above your heart. A scream escapes your throat, but my hand raises to cover your red mouth, muffling the sound. Your continuous  shrieks into my palm begin to irritate my ears. I lightly drag the blade up from your chest to your neck. "Let's put an end to those unnecessary noises. Shall we?" The knife digs into your flesh and slices your air way. Sound can no longer escape your throat. Once again I return to your chest and carve into your flesh. My blade hits against the hard bone guarding your fragile heart. I feel in beating against your ribcage and your lungs desperately trying to fill. "You just do not know when to give up, do you my sweet?"

I wait for a respond, despite the fact that you can no longer speak. I let out another chuckle and press down on the bone and watch you wriggle in pain. "It will all be over soon." The knife presses even harder down until a crack is heard. The bone has broken leaving your heart completely vulnerable to me. However, I pull back, removing the blade from your flesh. Leaving you dying on the ground I exit the room.

Upon my return I and in a change of clothes, now dressed in a clean full black tuxedo and carry a long, red silk dress. I run my fingers along your skin which has grown cold and ceased in trembling. Have you finally given up? I hear no heartbeat or rasping breath. Finally, now the true fun can begin!

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I clean up your body and dress you into the red gown. I brush your mangled hair and tie it back with a matching red ribbon. "Now then, may I have this dance?" I smile sweetly and pick up your corpse holding ever so gently. Your head limply lays on my chest as I begin to sway. No music plays, yet I dance with your corpse in rhythm to the imaginary melody. "I must say you are a far better dancer when your are dead." I whisper to you as a lay a kiss on your icy cheek.

We continues to dance through the night as I hum out a waltz like tune. It brings a smile to my face and joy to my soul, every time I dance with a corpse.