"Goodnight, Gracie!" my parents sang
"Night mama, night papa!" I said
I grabbed Peggy, my stuffed bunny, and started to fall asleep. My name is Grace Jeanette, It is 2015 and I maybe the luckiest girl in Belleville, I was starting to seep into sleepiness.
"BOOM!"
I awoke and ran to the window. I saw fire lining the houses and masked men shoving pills down people's mouths, shaking any sleepiness still in me I stood there shocked. I ran to my parent's room and locked the door, I jumped at them and shook them as hard as I could,
"MOM! DAD! Wake up!"
They weren't moving, in fact they weren't breathing, looking at their chests I saw knife wounds.
"No!" I sobbed
My parents had become victims of the serial murders Grant and The Masked Men. I unlocked the door and opened it only to see a tall man with sun glasses.
"Who are..."
The man injected me with some kind of shot, I was feeling drowsy and I was starting to fall down. I used Peggy to hit the guy but he simply stood there like a brick wall, I fell into his arms and everything went black.

Notes

This is the story of Missile Kid, how she became a killjoy. I thought it would be cool to make a story about each of the killjoys. So be ready tumbleweeds, more is on the way!