You And Your Worm on A String!

This is Elly

"WOOOH!"

She's insane.

"FLY, CHAD."

Charlie, the mailtruck driver, felt something tingly land on his arm.

"What even—What is this thing?"

The thing on his arm is Chad. A red, small worm on a string, that Ely just threw. Chad likes to eat the lives of postal workers.

Charlie was very confused to see a children's toy sticking to his arm.

But, you can't look two places at once, and he ended up crashing into a tree.

--CRASH--

Elly did a fist pump,

"Yessss."

Elly hopped over to the crashed mail-truck.

She rummaged through the debris, happily humming a tune, and took out her house mail.

Then she waddled over to the mail man and moved the airbag away from his face.

Charlie blinked drowsily.

Elly smiled, "Hi, mailman!"

Charlie, the mailman, looked up at her.

Oh. His eyes were out of focus. He should get that checked out.

Elly booped his nose,

"Thanks for crashing. Chad and I really appreciate it."

She reached for Chad and plucked him off of the driver's shoulder.

"Also, your life is his now."

Chad's head rammed into Charlie's face. Elly made a smooching sound.

Now that Chad had given him the kiss of death, she had successfully helped him take another person's life.

What a good day.

She stared at the wrecked scene and smiled, satisfied at her day's work, and crammed Chad into her schoolbag.

She set off, and

waved goodbye to the driver.

"See you later, mailman!"

This is Elly.

A girl who probably shouldn't have been gifted a worm on a string for her twelfth birthday.

She is the main protagonist of this story.