My stomach growled.

I'm hungry.

I looked everywhere, and I spotted a doughnut store.

Perfect.

But as I walk closer, I saw the workers closing up the shop and leaving the store.

I'll just come back tomorrow, then.

I went back tomorrow and waited for it to open. I even got my utensils ready. Like a dog, I waited patiently in front of the store while choosing which doughnut I should get.

But like yesterday, the store was closed when I got there.

I wonder what happened.

Because I'm a good boy, I will wait for my doughnut. I waited for them everyday.

For some reason, the store was never open.

On the news, the person reported that a serial killer was nearby and ask everyone to watch out when they go out.

But still, I'm determined to get my doughnut.

I know I sound crazy, but I really want that doughnut. 

Serial killers don't scare me. I'll kick them in the stomach and fight them away.

Finally, the store opened, and out came a worker. 

It ran very, very fast towards the park.

Maybe he's the serial killer. Maybe he's going over there to hurt the kids!

I chased after him to stop him from hurting anyone.

I grabbed his hands, and he yelled at me.

He is definitely the serial killer.