The Little Girl and the Autopsy..

You'll erase me like a worthless nothing and forget me forever...
If it comes to it little girl, I'll autopsy you myself.
I know you can do it.
Cut my brain out.
I'm being eaten alive.
I'm rotting on the inside.
Evil is eating me bit by bit.
I will soon die if you don't kill me.
Cut my brain out, it won't be hard.
I don't need it anymore.
Now little girl, I know you can do it,
Swallow the razor.
First her hands went cold and then her arms.
She looked at me until she was completely cold.
Sister will die in thirteen days of a heart failure.

Little girl, it's time to be autopsied.
To spill your blood.