Sally era una pequea nia de 8 aos de pelo rizado y ojos color verde, era la nia mas dulce y
tierna, sus padres se sentan tan orgullosos de ella. Un da el to de Sally, Johnny fue a su casa
por una temporada para ayudar a su padre en el negocio.
Pasaron varios das y al parecer Sally ya no estaba tan feliz con la presencia de su to Johnny, ya
que deca que su tio abusaba de ella en las noches cuando la acompaaba a dormir y a
colocarse su pijama. Sally decidi contarle a sus padres pero ellos pensaron que era un simple
juego de Johnny y que la pequea nia solo lo mal interpretaba.
Al da siguiente Johnny le pidi a Sally que lo acompaara a hacer varias compras y ella acepto
de mala gana sentndose en el asiento de copiloto del auto. Prendieron marcha pero por lo visto
haba pasado la tienda en donde se supona que deban de haberse detenido.
To Johnny, acabas de pasar la tienda le indic Sally, apuntando en la direccin de la tienda
de alimentos integrales.
l sigui conduciendo, con una sonrisa en su cara. La nia mir por encima del asiento trasero,
mirando la tienda, cada vez ms y ms pequea hasta que se perdi de vista. Al darse cuenta de
que no iban a la tienda, la nia mir a su to, que aparcaba en el parque de la comunidad, cerca
de la ciudad.
Nadie sala al parque los domingos. Sally se sinti nerviosa, su respiracin se aceler y mir al
hombre con los ojos muy abiertos. Johnny apag el motor, la ira se mostraba en su rostro.
Te dije que no le dijeras nada a mam, no? le cuestion, mirando a la nia negar con su
cabeza. No ests jugando correctamente, Sally El hombre sac a la nia del coche,
haciendo caso omiso a las splicas y gemidos. Dijiste que jugaras conmigo, Sally. Me
mentiste dijo, empujndola contra el suelo.
Sin hacer caso a los gritos de la nia, comenz a quitarse el cinturn.
Uno tiene que ser castigado por romper las reglas.
Una pareja encontr el cuerpo de una nia de ocho aos en el parque de la comunidad, Sally
Williams. Su bsqueda fue muy larga, pero se le encontr esta noche a las nueve.
Podra haber jurado que cerr la puerta antes de meterme en la cama supongo que lo olvid.
Me levant, dejando la calidez y el confort de la cama. Camin a travs de la habitacin y cerr
la puerta. Antes de que pudiera acostarme de nuevo, tan pronto como puse mis piernas
encubierto, me congel al or un leve sonido de llanto? Sonaba como un nio. Me levant de
la cama una vez ms, me dirig a la puerta y la abr. El llanto pareca ser ms fuerte afuera de mi
habitacin. Mirando hacia abajo en la oscuridad, me arrastr por el pasillo, siguiendo el sonido de
los gemidos. Una vez que llegu al final, me qued sin aliento. Sentada en el suelo, delante de
una ventana iluminada por la luna, haba una nia. Estaba encorvada, llorando. Cmo lleg a mi
casa? Por la ventana? Tragando saliva, tom la palabra.
Quin eres? Cmo te metiste en mi casa?
De pronto, el llanto se detuvo. La nia apart lentamente las manos temblorosas de su cara; la
sangre sustitua sus lgrimas, manchando sus manos. Un cogulo de sangre goteaba desde un
lado de su cabeza, en una herida de su rostro y en su vestido sucio. Sus brillantes ojos verdes
parecan ver a travs de mi alma.
sta es mi casa habl, por fin, con voz ronca, como si estuviera luchando por hablar. El
cuerpo de la nia hizo un extrao movimiento cuando se levant y se volvi hacia m. Sus pies
estaban sucios, como si hubiera corrido por el barro, tena raspaduras en sus rodillas y el final de
su vestido estaba roto y andrajoso. Sally estaba cosido en la parte delantera. Levant su
ensangrentada mano. Quieres jugar conmigo?
Sally was a little girl of 8 years curly hair and green eyes, was the most sweet and tender girl,
her parents were so proud of her. One day Sally's uncle, Johnny went home for a season to help
his father in the business.
They spent several days and apparently Sally was not so happy with the presence of his uncle
Johnny, as he said his uncle abused her at night when accompanying sleep and put your
pajamas. Sally decided to tell their parents, but they thought it was a simple game of Johnny and
the little girl just how badly interpreted.
The next day Johnny asked Sally to accompany him to make several purchases and she agreed
reluctantly sitting in the passenger seat of the car. They set up but apparently had passed the
store where they were supposed to have stopped.
-Uncle Johnny, just passed the Sally store ... 'I said, pointing in the direction of the whole foods
store.
He drove with a smile on his face. The girl looked over the back seat, facing the store, getting
smaller and smaller until it disappeared from sight. Realizing they were not going to the store,
she looked at his uncle, who parked in the community park near the city.
Nobody went to the park on Sundays. Sally felt nervous, his breathing quickened and looked at
the man with wide eyes. Johnny killed the engine, anger showed on his face.
-I told you not to tell anything to mother, right? 'I questioned, looking at the girl shook her head.
You're not playing correctly, Sally ... The man took the girl from the car, ignoring pleas and
moaning. You said you would play me, Sally. You lied to me ... she said, pushing her to the
ground.
Ignoring the cries of the girl, he began to take off his belt.
-One has to be punished for breaking the rules.
A couple found the body of a girl of eight years in the community park, Sally Williams. Your
search was long, but was found tonight at nine. "
I could have sworn I locked the door before getting into bed ... I guess I forgot. I got up, leaving
the warmth and comfort of the bed. I walked across the room and closed the door. Before she
could sleep again, as soon as I put my legs covered, I froze when he heard a faint sound of crying
...? It sounded like a child. I got out of bed again, I went to the door and opened it. The tears
seemed to be stronger outside my room. Looking down into the darkness, I crawled down the
hall, following the sound of wailing. Once I reached the end, I was breathless. Sitting on the floor
in front of a window illuminated by the moon, there was a girl. She was bent over, weeping. How
did you come to my house? Through the window? I gulped, took the floor.
-who You are? How did you get in my house?
Suddenly the crying stopped. The girl slowly shaking hands away from your face; blood
substitute his tears staining his hands. A clot of blood dripped from the side of his head, a wound
on his face and in her dirty dress. Her bright green eyes seemed to see through my soul.
This is my house ... He spoke at last, hoarsely, as if struggling to speak. The body of the girl
made a strange movement when he stood up and turned to me. His feet were dirty, as if he'd run
through the mud, had scratches on his knees and end her dress was torn and tattered. "Sally"
was stitched on the front. He raised his bloody hand. -You want to play with me?