Sadist - Chapter 1It started a normal day, like any other day. Esther was walking home from preschool with her loving father. At the innocent age of six, she was carefree and joyful; humming a happy tune as she walked alongside her parent.Sadist - Chapter 1 in Short Stories More Like This
In her hands Esther held a plush toy of a horse; its deep blue color of its soft material matched her beautiful eyes. Her hair was a silky black color and flowed down her back. She got her hair from her mother, and her eyes were from her father.
Esther’s mother died when she was only three years old. She couldn’t remember how she had died, but she could still remember her loving face and lovely voice singing a lullaby to her. Her mother and father used to sing her to sleep, but ever since her mother had died, her father never sang that song again. There were too many memories in those sweet verses.
Father was the only one she had in this world, and she was perfectly fine with that. They walked to the preschool together and back every day, sometimes he woul