My compadre has this kid. Little red-headed freckle faced girl. Five or something.

He was just talking to her and out of nowhere, she just says "Abbra Kadrabra! Hearts come out. I'm going to kill the lego mouse!"

What a bizzare child. I love that kid.

When we told her that we were coming out to LA to do a horror movie, she volunteered her own script:

"I'm a slug. I have a knife. I killed myself for Christmas."
Please understand that this is a happy, bubbly child. Always smiling and laughing.

She's just a dark poet.