The Children Of The Roses And Veins

I have been hearing stores about me on the new show, newspaper, radio show and the likes but not one of them not one of those fucking jerks know my story! My apologies for yelling at you dear reader.....actually how did you find this.....you know what I don't care I need someone to know the truth about what I am, what I was, what I have become. But if I'm right I need to tell you my name I'm Aries Michael Janssen or as people like to call me for some reason "Aries The Ripper" I never understood why they call me that. Well anyway I bet you want to know the story of me and my nice friend Meg or Lilly whatever she likes to call herself.

Now I was born and raised in the city of Rockford till my mom and dad divorced a month after I was born for some reason I can't pin point really one say is my mom's fault and the other says it's my dad's fault but whatever my mom got custody of me so I moved with her to fort wayne Indiana got a nice little house. For a while it was normal my mom got a new husband but he had some kind of issue or something so they can't have kids but when I was seven years old I meet her ,Meg McCammack, the most important person in my life. She was lovely as a rose that's how I meet her she and her grandmother or whatever had a lovely garden. She had long brown hazel eyes pale ish skin a girl from the heaven above she was a bit short but not to much. I couldn't think at all around her but we just talked but it wasn't anything really important. What is important is that I have a slight problem with my mind I'm a slow learner with a bit of a odd thing with me I hum at times I do a little twiches​ but nothing crazy.

I bet you didn't really care about that but might as well tell someone haha but I just hope that how ever you found this doesn't have blood on it that you can barely read it. Well now to how I became what people call "Aries The Ripper" the boy who kills anyone and anything he sees. Well I was about.....dear God I can't fucking how old is am it all seems to be a gaint blur to me i think I was was about sixteen or seventeen years old I can't reamber how old I was let's say sixteen I can't be sure about it. I was in highschool was put into the special class because I had some issues in school I wasn't fully dumb just slower than most kids but surprisingly enough I was pretty strong for a kid like me even I was skinny pale ginger with glasses I looked like as if I was born to be a nerd but no. I had a fair amount of popularity at my school nothing to big nothing to small but I couldn't say the same for my friend meg.

She was bullied so much and yes I bet your thinking that a cliche of any monster but it is true but she usually take it better then most people like her. You expect her to go mad or something and shoot up the school but no she wasn't a bad person. She was lovely as the night sky not a super modal but still lovely and I grew to fall in love with her ever single day but I knew it would never happened but I dreamed of it. It was October personally one of my two favorite mouth, the other being May being my birth mouth, and there was going to a dance or something like that. I thought that I could try and ask her out to hang out but not as friends oh as lover the....fuck sorry let's keep going. Now Meg had four bullys the biker a ugly little prick named Lee fat body with a small head face of a pig not really but really ugly black greasy hair pimples all over his face making you want to vomit, there was how you say the rich girl I want to say a fairly good looking girl named Grace with brown hair smart person glasses Asian girl but not smart, the head cheerleader was a hell of a super modal type of girl a man perfect women a harlot named Sasha long blonde hair green eyes white skin and last was the bloody jock named Rick buff man tall blonde hair hazel eyes. They would pick on her everytime I was gone and that made me fell into a bit of a depression because of it I couldn't help her fully.

Three days before the dance was going to happen so I decided to try and ask her out even though the day before the dance I had to go somewhere for family stuff I can't reamber. One hour before I left it meet her at her house to see her working on the flowers that I honestly loved the black ones, i know edgy as fuck but you got to be honest they do look lovely. I then asked her how she was doing and we talk about life in general till I asked if she wanted to go to the dance with me. She said yes and boy how happy I was in could kiss her but I couldn't I had to get ready. We left and then the days became dark.