Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Passing Fancy

I saw the little girl at first,
Just walking along the highway,
Where things happen - the very worst.
I convinced her to ride my way.
She seemed to like and trust me, so
I said I'd drive her to a place
Where I had something fun to show,
And put a bright smile on her face.
She didn't smile. She cried and screamed
At all the things I did to her.
It wasn't at all as I dreamed.
How she got lifeless is a blur.

I threw away her cold body.
She was of no more use to me.