I can't quite contain or explain my evil ways
Or explain why I'm not sane
All I can say is this is your warning ~ set it off
With the few recourses the nurse had given me I walked around town. People looked at me with pity, but not all. The hospital had released me about three days ago. No one took me in. No one wanted me. Not me.
Then a man came. Tall and buff he was. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. He took me in. I had no choice, my voice was gone and food was scarce. Once he had told me he was taking me in I reluctantly followed him.
He lived in a massive house, with his wife and son.
Seems happy right? I still didn't trust him. Terrors and dark secrets were held in this house, I just didn't know what they were.
I didn't trust the man. I couldn't trust the man.
(Two updates in one day wow, I'm on a roll, well bye Imma type another chapter for tomorrow, also it isn't that hard to click/press the comment or vote button thing) (jk you do you)
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Fallen Angel
Short StoryClose your eyes and imagine a world. Everything is pitch black and happiness is scarce. The soul that lives there is dark and hasn't got hope to carry on. It's an unfair battle between one person and the world and it seems like the world is winning...
