Dear diary,
Louis wrote. The thick red liquid gliding smoothly across the rough paper.
I killed a man today, again.Why do I keep doing this? I don't even feel bad. The voice in my head tells me it's okay. It's okay. I burned the body today. His family must miss him.
Louis chuckled darkly as he wrote the words.
A family, it must be nice to be love. But love is for the weak. And I am not weak. I will never fall in love.
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This is a little something I'm working on and I hope you guys like it.
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Sanity >> L.S.
Mystery / ThrillerDear diary, I met a boy named Harry.He's beautiful and I've decided to spare his life.
