I went back down the stairs to get Princess Abbie her desired cherry. When I looked out the window, the young girl was gone. She must have gone home, I thought.
I got the cherry from the fridge and went back to give Abbie her cherry, but when I got to the kitchen, Abbie was lying on the floor. Dead. I screamed.
When her parents came home, I explained that there was a girl out the window with a knife and she was probably who had murdered Abbie.
Her parents replied, 'But there isn't a window in the basement, there's only a mirror.'