Eliza

The sand looked like flour on Landon's face, letting out a quiet grin. I turn to the others in a small group playing mafia. "Uncle Greorge was walking though the streets, when he got kill by a unicorn ordered by a evil person!" Georgia grinned, "the doctor saved him luckily because.... the doctor is a nice person! And the detective thought the killer is Adalicia, AND THEY ARE CORRECT!" The little girl cheered, "Alright! I wanna be the story teller again!" She jumped around everyone in the circle, "Can we join?" I asked her, "Oh yes!" She hugged my legs and ran around.

"Ok, 1 tap is the killer, 2 is the doctor, 3 detective. LETS BEGIN!" She get loud a blood curdling scream.

"Adalicia, your child may be possessed." She looked at me confused and slapped my face gentility, I could feel two taps on my shoulder and shuffling over to the other side. "Ok! Killer wake up! Who do you kill. OH MY GOD! HAHAHA." I let out a disgusted face with a bit of worry for the child. She's probably going crazy without her friends.

"Doctor wake up, who do you save?" I flutter my eyes open, a eyelash getting in my eye. I point to the person sitting next to me. Accidentally, I hit his head with my finger. "Uhhhh.... uh oh. Detective, open your eyes. YOUR BEAUTIFUL EYES." I could only get a small glimpse of her wide eyes open then bursting into a cackling evil laugh.

"Can I change something?" Landon said, I turn to him, with my eyes still closed. "Uhh... okay?" After a moment of silence, Georgia started the story. "One day... E- I mean, Auntie Jada was walking though Candy Land. Then, someone shot her in the head and she died because... the doctor didn't save her. The doctor saved Landon. The detective thought the Killer was Landon. He kind of blew it in the wind after he wanted to switch." She sighed, "ANOTHER!" She shouted, "You were the killer?" I turn to Landon again.

"Maybe, I changed my target last minute." He mumbled, "And you made yourself lose your chances of winning." His eyes were glossy, "And you would've saved a killer?" He swallowed his spit, reaching his hand for a bottle of water nearly empty. "I would be stupid to save a killer. So why would I try?" I questioned him, his mouth hang open slightly without an answer. "Maybe..... you will." He finally answered, "we will see..." I say.

A game after another game, after another game. Georgia is probably obsessed with Mafia now, a bit like gambling. But of course children don't gamble, personally I haven't tried gambling. If I have money I might as well keep it, there's no use in trying your chances. You'll most likely lose more then you win, anyways. If Landon was willing to lose the game for me, then why wouldn't he lost the battle for me?

I'm just a big distraction that shouldn't be here. He needs to work his ass off if he wants to win. He can't have feeling for me. That'll cost his life, for real this time.

There was nothing to do but grief and cry before the moon came out at the end of the day. I preyed to god, took a thorn and scratched on a infinity sign, my blood bleeding though my arm. As I slept with pain, maybe this sacrifice was needed to win.