Salems pov
When I got home my eyes started to trickle , my lips quivered I can remember her , Ivory my best friend .I was with her when he took her , he was a killer a menacing beast whose prey was any old thing person or being.Jaydon was my brother before he ran away with Ivory , he killed her in broad daylight no necessity to compound away from me.My mum then died I watched and Harry the green eyed boy he was the one to provail to my arrest , his frown was certainly the most narcissistic thing I have ever witnessed on this earth.
I love the winter , the harsh snow cascading over the sills of our everlast windows the warm fire crackling in the lounge room and all the small things you get to do. Those who are lucky enough to have that speacial person that they can cuddle up to in the bitterly frosted nights while watching some sort of commercial propoganda , they must understand what it feels like to have someone care .
My slinky leg muscles seem to too and fro with eachother at night until they finally find the other , like a lost dog or a missing cause for the unforgiven, some people understand the meaning of surreal appreciation ,un explainable attention ,an inconsiderable amount of transacted time the way that people and problems revolve within one another to create a bond like no other . There are things in this world that are hard to explain , there are things in this world that are Harry Styles the green eyed sex attict who has no life and is a pedofile to girls like me , to the girls who have lost the way of coping with themselves , who have no love left to lock within the sole cause of our contracted and missled world of warriors.
He is the reason there are Ana girls on the internet and all over the world dotted like a ladybirds spots . I was lost in my dream of the winter i remember from Berlin when i heard my phone vibrate on the table.My wispful glory slowly dragged me toward the glass layered side table I looked at the small text beneath the screen of my phone , i do need to get a new one.The text was from an unidentified number it read ' hey Salem it's me , your friend remember me , i came and visited you at the hospital last week when you over purged in the sink , if you are wondering who i am , look outside your'e window and towards the street , i will be waiting there for you.
I turned toward the translucent window and squinted towards the Rays of light , the curtain was drawn ever so slightly meaning that I could catch the slightest glimpse of a tall tanned man with golden locks of hair framing his face , his shadowed gaze drew toward my sullen face , his features darkening and his shoulders slouching he burrowed his hands in his pockets , I turned my face away not wanting to be seen , he slowly advanced toward my house every now and then glancing away from me towards my car he then raised his hand from his pocket and looked down to the machete like weapon that he grasped in his hand. He slowly smashed my mums car window in then threw his head back in laughter.
I cant deal with creeps anymore i sighed and huffed while turning to face the lounge room.I am going to sell this house and pursue the money that my mum granted me in her will , then i am going to leave this place of many horrors and find a new life in a new place but where when and how can i pursue that dream without Harry , Harry Styles.
I can hear a sudden crack in the hallway it sounds like a wooden door , oh s**t the moron has entered my house and i am not going to let him get away with it this time
