Can You Feel My Heart {Reboot}

The Hurricane Inside {Edited}

Rain. It's such a hard word to describe despite all the scientific terms for it. Rain is what comes before a rainbow yet, it feels like the rain never stops. No matter how much the people clean up their act, only a few still suffer through the cold rain. But he never cleaned up his act. He made a mess. He painted the walls red,in a hope, a desire that the past would no longer haunt him. Then again, there he stood,at the foot of his beloved brother's grave. The psychopath stood there, umbrella in hand, blocking the grave from any harsh rain that fell. As he dropped to his knees the mud splashed upon his already blood soaked pants and hoodie. The way his tears fell weren't for pity,they were for the heavy remorse that he felt in the black pit he called his heart. His tears were an apology to person who's name was deeply engraved into the stone.

Liu Woods

The only brother, the only person who understood him. The apology was to him. Because of him, his life was cut short. Yes, it was true, Jeff had killed his own brother in his own psychotic frenzy. That alongside another unsuspecting family.

His insanity got worse after he was burned alive,torched like a s'more at a camp out. It was then he had finally realized his reality. He realized that he wasn't human,just a monster. When he had met Slenderman, he truly grasped onto to the reality of the world. Ironic, considering that he was a unstable psychotic teen with no psychological boundaries. Then again, he was a psychopath, a hysterical one at that too. Jeff was on the fine border between psychotic and psychopath. Even Dr.Smiley himself couldn't diagnosed the smiling male. Insane was and is the only word to describe him.

The world is a cold, dark place for delicate species, the human kind at best. This world is filled to the brim with monsters of all kind. Vampires,ghouls, ghost,etcetera. Living creepypastas aren't the only threat to the world, there are way more threats yet, they don't really dare to tear apart the human world

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Cold, numb, broken. How were these words related? They all dealt with the psychotic murderer. His thoughts, his feelings, his insanity. What had subjected him to be this way? Was it the pain that his father caused? The lies his mother told? It's possible that it was all the cause. Even the pain brought on by his tormentors. He was never really considered normal to other people. Jeff was tormented for his looks, his actions, the way he dressed, the kind of music he listened to; everything.

No one really knew this about him but, his father abused him.Jeff's father thought that the poor boy was nothing but a useless waste of space and time. It was miserable for the teen's mental state and for his torn down body. Jeff never smiled, as hard as he tried to convince himself that everything was going to be okay, he could't bring himself to properly smile. Even fake smiling wasn't an option for his demented soul. Sad as it was, he pushed himself through everyday life, causing his mind to tear itself down to the smallest grain of sanity that he had left. That was until he met her.

She had lived across the street from him for quite awhile;her name was Jane Arkensaw. Jane was one of the most beautiful girls that Jeff had ever seen in his life;beautiful long maple brown locks, luscious green eyes, soft, smooth fair skin. She had been everything he had dreamed of. And after his first fight with Randy and his crew, she had even checked up on him,even if her friends had warned her of his insanity.