No-one

As a kid, No-one's mom never had time for him. She called him her "little monster". His daddy had too much time but he hated the games daddy played with him- games No-one was told to never tell mommy about. No-one didn't have any friends either and Daddy didn't like visitors. So No-one just sat alone in the cellar. He would hear and see things in the dark down there that no one else noticed or knew of. No-one knew exactly what those sounds were. He liked to listen to the sound of the river best. The river wanted flesh and bones, it told him.

So No-one took tools from the cellar- saws, axes, pliers, and rope. He heard his parents screaming. They'd been drinking and we're fighting. They were being bad. He took his tools upstairs and went to play with Mommy and Daddy. Afterwards, No-one made a deal with the river. The river got Daddy, but he got to keep Mommy. She would have time now, she'd play with him forever. The authorities did find the bodies when the stench got bad, but something else found No-one first. It bit him and made his outside like the inside, a real monster. Now he plays his games with other people, and keeps the river really happy.