A/N: This story was basically told by one of my friends. I revised the version, translated it to english, added a little twist and made it a poem. So, the idea was his, but the story is mine :DD But don't worry, he knows i used this :) So, enjoy reading ! Whew! I made this in 2 hours.
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It was a stormy night
Then she was born
The father smiled
The mother– torn.
For the child did not cry
They thought it was dead
Then it screamed and yelled
Their hearts had leapt
Screaming and yelling
As though howling in pain
It continued to shout
Until it reached their brains
‘Hush!’ the mother said
And carried her in loving arms
She smiled and laughed
And then she slept
The child grew up
With long black hair
And lips so red
Dark eyes to stare
The mother loved her
The father cared
‘My child, my child!’
‘You’re mine!” he smiled.
They named her Stella
For all I care
She grew up
With no friends there
One problem is
Yes I know
Every child she’s with
Gets hurt or sore
With scratches and cuts
All over them
Then parents would ask
‘Who is it, then?’
Then they point her
That poor lil’ girl
And all Stella could do
Is shake her head
‘It’s not me, no!’
She would reply
‘Yes it is!’
Other children would lie
Stella went home
With tears in her eyes
And loving mother sang
A dear, sweet, lullaby
‘Hush now, my baby’
‘Be still and don’t cry’
‘Mother’s here, she would protect’
‘No one could hurt you goodbye’
So Stella was forced
To be apart
She alone played
Just when it’s dark
With her favorite toy
Alone at the hut
The knife her father gave
At her favorite spot
After months of silence
Here comes a rumor
The chickens of neighbors
Beheaded on the floor
Once again, Stella was blamed
Along with her knife
‘That girls a psycho!’
The village unites
So Stella came back
To her loving mother
He sang the lullaby
‘Till she was tired
To check her sanity
They called a doctor
‘Stella’s in her room,’
‘Go check my daughter’
So he asked her
‘What do you do?’
‘Let’s play! Let’s play!’
With a chuckle, she said
The doctor grew afraid
He decided to go home
But near the hut on the road
He found Stella, alone
With a knife in her hand
She began to sang
‘Let’s play! Let’s play!’
Her voice had rang
‘I’m busy! No,’
The doctor had said
Stella grew angry
With a thud, he was dead
Stella got home
With blood in her knife
‘What did you do?’
‘I played’ she sighed
They found the doctor
And Stella’s knife
But mother protected her
And forced her to hide
Dear father was nowhere
Since the rumors spread
She only saw him the night
When things turned upside
The night when Stella
Was tucked off to bed
The mother sang the lullaby
And kissed her goodnight
A thud on the door
A bang on her chest
Stella’s knife was gone
The mother was dead
Poor Stella, that girl
No mother to wee
She went to her hut
And gues what she sees?
Her bloodstained knife
With the others’ head
So she ran to her house
And tucked off to bed
Then a voice whispered
Calling her name
‘Stella, Stella’
‘Come here, don’t cry!’
But Stella was afraid
She dare not go up
She hid in the closet
Crying all out
A bang on the door
She got up and ran
Outside the house
Looked up and then
Dear father was sweet
Dear father was wise
He gave the knife to Stella
To blame on the crimes
‘I killed the chickens,’
‘I killed the doctor’
‘I hurt the children’
‘I killed dear mother!’
Stella looked up
Screamed on what she sees
Her father hanging
Up the tree
With blood on his chest
A slit on his throat
Hanging by the neck
Eyes yelling ‘Hell-O!’
Stella cried
Ran to the hut
Holding the knife
On her favorite spot
A thud on the door
A bang on her chest’
A scream in the air
Then Stella, was dead
If Stella was dead
And father murdered?
The question here:
‘But then, who killed?’
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A/N: The song on the side is one of the native lullabies here in the Philippines. I used to enjoy this song but then they used it on a horror movie. The title is Ili-Ili Tulog Anay: meaning the sway of the child as an elder put it on sleep.