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(Hm, just a semi-gore and insanity warning) It wasn't supposed to be like this, they were supposed to be married, happy, maybe she could have been pregnant. He wasn't supposed to be with her.
Little white frosts, Cling to the macabre scene... Trying to make it purer To cover up what's been. But not even snow can cover it. The bloods too much to bare.
Josh looked around at the other survivors. They looked back at him, eyes searching for any sign of hope. He stood up.
Rose was a beautiful and intelligent young girl. She had a warm, silky voice as soft as a summers breeze yet as fragile as glass. Nobody liked Rose.
The Emptiness 5) Part 5- Hymn For The Shameless "A love like this can never truly die." Your sweet voice says to me, I'm dreaming. Memories. The tastes of sweet, indulgence, pain and fantasy.
The Emptiness 1) Intro This how I'll begin to tell this story. Perhaps it's love, or perhaps it's horror. But one thing is for sure.. It ends blood and poison kisses with no cure.
I let the crazy woman wonder upstairs to 'her' bedroom, change 'her' clothes, before hearing 'her' scream.
They sit next to a deep water. Holding hands while staring in to the swamps dark pool.
Chapter 4 The Conman The gamble had been made and for The Conman it was a game he knew well.
Chapter 2 The Juggler The resounding crash still haunted his thoughts. The loud clatter and silent sighs of relief. Five had rolled and he had been chosen.
One, two, buckle my shoe, Three, four, knock at the door, Five, six, pick up bricks, Seven, eight, hit him straight, Nine, ten, hit him again, Eleven, twelve, dig and delve, Thirteen, fourteen, keep...
There was a 15-year old boy who attended a school in a small town in Ohio. Most of the other teenagers in his class regarded him with disdain and referred to him as “The Geek”.
Two men were standing on a rooftop Little did one know he was about to fall a huge drop They were sitting before but when they stood one got pushed ending the life of a deep hearted man who was...
When shadows become silhouettes, It's your mind playing with regrets. Those dark memories, darker still, Replaying, over and over, that last kill.
I opened my eyes to find myself in pitch black. A cold breeze touched my skin again as I glanced around. Then I heard something being switched on. A television.
What was the matter with me. His wife of twenty years. Was I just monotonous. A show for all his peers. Well, I can tell you now...
On that simple February morning, Rose woke early to a world of perfect snow. She grinned - another snowy birthday.
Why is it plans always have to go wrong at the last minute.... At least that's what Connie thought as the knife fell to the floor.
Jasmine My hands closed in around his delicate throat as I felt his body thrash underneath me, powerless. I was always two steps ahead of him, my body quicker than his.
Dear Mary, I know you don't want to hear from me After what I've done, And I can only tell you every day is hard Since your husband's gone.
You my friend are a damn disgrace, So shut up now and save some face. Death is not a game to play, And murdering is not ok.
Old man gunderbill. Standing by his windowsill. Staring out and down the streets. Wondering who he's going to kill. Old man gunderbill. Finds himself some prey. He finds his knife and gun.
And then he came back ----------------------------- It wasn't a shock when he arrived standing at my door, by this time I was eighteen and studying photography at Cambridge.
All I could remember when I woke up was her body spread out on the floor, her eyes wide with terror and the man who killed her coming after me. The nurse came by to check on my in the hospital bed.