The moonlight glinted in my eyes as I stood over the struggling victim I would enjoy it this time he thinks I'm nothing I laugh picking up a shard of a mirror he pleads that I don't as I plunge the mirror into his throat for a slow painful death. He screamed as the life drained from his eyes I smiled. I leaned over his face a kissed him licking the blood off of his cold lips. I threw the bloodied body over my shoulder carrying it to the cabin in the woods throwing it on the floor. I sat straddling the body tilting up its chin looking into it's empty lifeless eyes such a pity I smile standing up the moonlight reflecting off of the bloodshed mirror turning it red.
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Tasting Blood
HorrorThe point or the killers view. How they see it ever twisted thought that comes into their heads. Ever soul lost is a second of sanity for her she laughs as he plunged to the ground looking up in terror tears streaming down his face. This story is go...
