Dasiy's Can Kill

~sweet like a dasiy~ ~kills like a dasiy~ "Be careful Jonathan she can kill." Olivia Mossy moves to New York hoping to forget about her dead mother, but in NYC, it's just a big trigger. She finds the bathtub full of water, dead people in her garbage, bloody cloths in a locker. No help there is a serial killer on the loose. And the fact that she thinks she killed her mother. Will it drive Olivia to insanity?


4. ~Three

My mom was the best. She would secretly take me out for ice cream when dad was at the office.

I tried so hard to keep her alive. If you were me you would understand.

She was delicate, like a dasiy.


I got sick on Tuesday, flu sucks. So I lay in bed. All day, alone.

Dad went to work and Fiona had some meeting with a client of hers.

After they left, the house was dead silent. I sat in bed, covers surrounding me. Probably from Fiona.

"Dreams are not wishes Daisy." A voice whispered in my head. I sat up and looked at the closed door.

"Dreams are not wishes Dasiy." It said again, but louder.

"Daisy, come to me. Daisy, dreams are not wishes!" It said, no more a whisper.

A shiver went down my spine. "Dreams are not wishes Dasiy!"a screeching sound rattled the room.

I started to panic. Goosebumps formed on my arms and legs. Then, just silence.

Just like five minutes ago. Silence. I felt my heart pounding.

I lay my head back on my pillow and fell asleep.


"Olivia. Olivia, wake up." Something was shaking me. I sat up startled, thinking it was the ghost again.

"Olivia! It's okay, it's just me!" Dad cooed. I calmed down. "Whats with you?" He asked worried.

"Nothing, just a little startled, thats all." I said putting my hand against my forehead, checking my tempature.

It was warm, like the bathtub. "You have a fever, go back to bed Baby Olive." Dad said.

"No, I'm not tired and don't call me that." I sat up. Dad lied me back down.

"Sleep," his voice was gentle, smooth. I nodded and lightly closed my eyes.

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