The Perfect People

Book One

By Kuya K

Summer 2020 ? 3^rd Grade

I recently moved to a neighborhood. To my surprise, everyone there was nice and friendly. I was surprised that this place didn?t have anyone under the age of 30. The homes in the neighborhood were perfect and the people all looked perfect too. I settled in my bed and went to sleep.

BEEP BEEP!!!!! My alarm went off. I crawled out of bed and started my day. After I had breakfast, I went to go to school. I was greeted by my neighbor who was watering the plants. He smiled brightly at me and waved. I waved back at him but he was a bit strange.

After I got back from school, I noticed that my books were messed up and there were fingerprints on the window. I was a little bit scared but I ignored it.? I layed on my bed thinking that this was all my imagination. I was going to take a nap. I sent on my bed and laid down when my head hit something hard. Someone replaced the feathers in the pillow with a rock. Good thing I didn?t jump on it. I didn’t understand how that happened but I was tired. I replaced my pillow and took a nap.

When I woke up I saw that my window was open and there was a note on the doorstep. It said:

It was nice to get an invitation from my neighbor. I was busy with school but he was offering me to go to his house. I wrote back to him that I was busy with school and he was ok with it. He could just invite me when I was free.

School ended and I would go to college in August. I was finally free and I decided I would go to Mr. Frank?s home for dinner. I walked across the road to Mr. Frank’s house. It was exactly 6 PM and Mr. Frank was making dinner. Everything seems fine but I noticed something strange. In the letter he did not mention the menu or asked me what I liked or disliked.

I asked him what was on the menu and he closed the curtains before telling me. ?The menu is you!?? He smiled happily as he grabbed a knife. I was shocked and got up.? I threw plates at him so he would get distracted and then I took a fork and threw it in his eye. He screamed as he fell down. While he was unconscious I called the police and they took him to a psychopath chamber.

Later the police found bones hidden in his backyard. It seems he had been eating people for a while.

After hearing about the murders, I moved to a new neighborhood hoping there were no psychopaths or killers. My new neighbors knocked on my door the next day and they brought me a gift basket. They seemed perfect.