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A Kid Named Eddie Emory L Griffin
Picture your average All-American,straight A student, blonde haired, blue eyed eleven year old boy. This boy, however, has a secret. A not so normal secret. It all started when he turned nine years old. He went through life listlessly. He made good grades and impressed all his teachers, and yet none of it gave him any real pleasure, that was until he discovered the refrigerator. He stumbled upon it purely by accident, one day on his way home from school he took a shortcut through the city dump and saw it for the first time. It lay there on the outskirts of the dump. Almost as in defiance of the city law, the door was still attached. Eddie sat on his bike, in front of the fridge, pondering the many ideas that raced through his twisted mind. Suddenly, almost as if agreeing with himself, he nodded his head and resumed his bike ride home. As he neared his house, he stopped at the local pharmacy to pick up a half pound bag of cat food and paid for it with his allowance. He got home and parked his bike around the back of the house and began searching and calling for for the stray cat that roamed his neighborhood. He heard a meow as the cat came up. He fed it, stroked it, and whispered soothingly to it. This went for two weeks until Eddie gained the cat's trust. The week after Eddie began feeding the cat, he decided today would be THE DAY. As soon as the bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Eddie rushed out and hopped on his bike and pedaled toward home. The cat was waiting on the front stoop, as it had been doing for the past week. He petted it for a few moments and picked it up and placed it in the basket on his bike. He began pedaling to the same place he had been going all week to live out his fantasies, only today it was really gonna happen. As he neared the dump, his heartbeat sped up and his palms became slick with sweat. He removed the cat out of the basket, while whispering to it in a soothing tone, he opened the fridge and placed the cat inside and shut the door. His breath began quickening, as the cat's scratching began slowing down and the life slowly leaked out of it. The cat's struggle for life gave Eddie more excitement than he had ever experienced. He repeated this activity with over a hundred stray dogs and cats. As he turned eleven and puberty set in, he begin masturbating to these events. His orgasm would reach, just as the animal's frantic struggles would taper off. Pretty soon the excitement wore off and he began dropping by the trainyard where many winos hang out. One day he offered a bum money to follow him to the dump. The bum, fueled by his need for alcohol, readily agreed. As they got to the dump, Eddie grabbed the wino and forced him into the fridge. The bum fought to get out for hours, as each hour passed Eddie's excitement increased. He did this to more bums than he could recall. Even as the papers began reporting the unexpected dissapearances of the bums, and his grades began slipping he kept on. His dad, noticing the slip in his grades and his odd dissapearances for hours, decided to follow Eddie on one of his excursions. He followed Eddie to the trainyard where he witnessed him acquire a bum. He then followed the pair to the dump and watched as his son overpowered the bum, whose body was frail and ravaged from years of alcohol abuse, alarmed he ran down the hill to confront his son. In his haste, he stumbled and fell down, as he struggled to get up, he felt something cold and metallic slide into his throat. Just before death consumed him, he looked up to see his only son smiling at him holding the hilt of a knife with the blade buried in his neck. Police found Eddie four hours later sitting in front the fridge and when they opened it they discovered it to be full of carcasses. So just remember there could be an Eddie lurking in any neighborhood....even yours.
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