Do you know why, we humans always prefer life over death? It is because, life is a beautiful lie, while death is a horrible truth. Some people accept this truth...Others spread it....like me. My heart pumped like a car's motor, after holding the urge for a year...I couldn't hold it in anymore. It has been an year since the accident...The accident that showed me what I really am...A spreader of truths. ~Flashback~ I hugged the darling of my life, my reason to be, while she put her head on my shoulder. This was great, some alone time in the park with my girlfriend Stacy. Stacy really helped me a lot in the past, through all my awkward sociableness, and my love for emo stuff. Something cold and hard was pushed to the back of my head and I cringed, I then hear a voice a rough, strong one at which instantly make me felt like I have to oblige. He ordered us to stand up and hand him the money, Stacy was the first to comply, I on the other hand was much more stubborn. I felt...Something else...take over me, it felt good, gave me energy and bravery plus something else... Lust for blood. I ran at the man taking him down, then instantly yanked his gun off an aimed it at him...Through the whole thing I was smiling. I could tell the man was scared, now at being in the other hand in the bargain. He raised his arms in surrender...That did not stop me...Blood...it was everywhere...Oh god...But it felt good, oh so good...I then turned...Stacy looking at me with utmost fear...But I couldn't control myself...I needed this feeling again, so I shot her and ran...taking the gun with me. And I don't regret this decision one bit
I gripped the blade tightly in one hand and the feeling started to come. Woe the unlucky guy who passes next to at the time my instincts come out. A janitor pass by, looking like he was at his 50's, he wore grey overalls and was on his way to put the broom and other cleaning materials in the closet. I then proceeded to go inside the building and come behind the man. I instantly stabbed him in the neck, smiling as the blood dripped down my arm. I proceeded to go deeper and deeper, until my whole hand was in his neck. I pulled back ripping his head off in the process. It was truly a gruesome sight, even for me, but honestly I enjoyed it. I hid the body deep in the closet, head and all and continued on, for my lust was not fully quenched. I was going down the hallway when I stopped. There were voices in the room next to me. I grinned smiling at the possibility of more blood and waited eagerly to come out. Not much later and old man and a girl about my age came out. I instantly jumped at the old man and killed him, then turned to the girl, my maniatic smile, showing off my crooked teeth, scaring her away. I jumped at her and looked at her in the face. I shouldnt have done that. It stopped me in my tracks, I was confused immovable and I picked the girl up and took her away with me. Why? I dont know, probably because of my stupidity.....But I could toy around with her a bit...
Still... He's gonna torture her and then fall in love with her and all that shit. I know these things!
Bump! This is great bb, I agree with everyone else they will be falling in the love xD we're experts.
Actually sometimes Love is not Love at all. It's creepy obsessions or lust for bloodshed. There's many definitions and synonyms for love.