Art of soucide

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Hi my name is Dakota Midnight Silver Dakota Autumn dAea'thlee (like ashlee but dea'thlee) White. Its a bit of a mouthful but when my parents named before they died they wanted something which was unique becuase I as always destined to be something different and spescial. I am 17 years old and i kliv with my older sister. I have long white hair which reaches down my back and down to my waist (im not old it's just white because) and it has black streaks in it, I live in Forks but I was born in pensilvanya (like fracula and stuff). My friends say that I look like Stephenia Mayo but more gothic and I have a pale white face like a vampire but I'm not one. I also had sharp white teeth like fangs but again I'm not a a vampire it's just like that. I was slim but I had an expanded torso and wide hips but not too big and I could fit through doors. I bought all my clothes from Hot Topic. My sister is 16 and she is Emilie Autumn. I never knew my parents because they were killed by a snapist with a whip.

One day I woke up. I was going to start a new school. I put on a dark red singlet with a pentaframm on it (I was a satanist) and a black corset with red strings and a ragged grey cardigan (it wasn't old it was designer to look like that) and I put on black and red striped stockings with rips all down the side (it wasn't old) and I put on a black miniskirt with death written on it. I twas training outside and also sunny so I slit my writs and covered it with a tornique. I put on ankle high black stilettos but it had a little knife instead of a heel and I put black and red nail polish on all my fingers and put on those big earrings whch make your earlobes big.

I whipped my shoudler lenght red hair as Emilie Autumn walked into the room brandishing a black hairbrush with a red pentagram on the back of it.

"Hi Dakota Midnight Silver Dakota Bella Autumn DEath'lee White are you ready to go?" she said smoothly.

"Yes!" I said in a derpessed voice.

I ate my Count Chocula cereal with blood instead of milk and slit my wrists again then we were ready to go on our way (geddit like gerard way). We walked down the streets and some preps laughed at us so Emilie flipped them off with her little finger and they started crying. We reached the school it was really big and old fashioned like a castle but it wasn't leaky and there was a man outside the gates. I couldn't see his face. I went up to him anyway (way geddit).

"Hi are you new to this school?" I said.

He looked up he had spiky black hair and a red nose piercing and red eyes. I was shocked at his eyes. His eyes stared into my soul.

"Maybe............................what's your name?" he said. I looked at his eyes again.

But then the bell went and me and Emilie went inside.

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