Many years ago in an old cabin there was a little girl named Mary. She was a sweet little girl who liked to help the old lady across the creek. Her hair was golden, her dress green.
One evening she went to help the old lady by milking her cows and sheering her sheep. Mary had crossed the bridge and went through the trees. She knocked on the lady`s door, there was no answer. She knocked angain but there failed to be a reply once again.
So mary went inside to find the old lady laying on the floor in a puddle of blood. Mary shook in fright and ran home.
The next morning she awoke and went to the church and prayed for the old lady. She heard knocking on the staircase and scratching on the door.
She opened up the closet to find the old lady in a napsack shaking and yelling, \"Mary help me! Mary help me!\" Mary replied reluctantly, \"Yes?\" \"Come closer,\" said the old lady. So Mary came closer and closer until she got pulled into the napsack and the closet door shut. Now 100 years later Bloody Mary reigns the halls of the Oaklahoma Church of God.