Chapter Two

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***contains scene of gruesome, grotesque, yucky, and wrong, if you are easily disturbed,squeamish, or get nightmares, PLEASE DO NOT READ.***

6 October 1997

It all started with Rosie.

Two weeks later she was reported as missing.

Of course every though she had been kidnapped, or dead in a ditch.

No, I had her for a better reason.

She was my true love. My everything. I couldn't lose her.

She joined the crowd, thought I was weird, hung out with other people.

I had lost my blue eyed angel to a couple rumours. I couldn't take it. I NEEDED HER.

I took her clothes once I had drugged her.

Put them away.

Next came the earrings.

Then hair clip.

Wiped the lipstick off of her face, then got ready.

I gently corressed her body one last time as a whole. She would truley be mine now. Forever mine.

I took my scalpel out my my kit, slid it across both arms strategically, and carried on to the neck, back, and other areas.

I licked her blood. So sweet in my mouth. Like I had imagined it.

I skinned her gently, and saved it for the cleaning aand stretching process.

I carefully rendered all of her meat.

And finally stretched her skin over her newly emptied bones.

My possession.

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Gruesome, grotesque, what I tell ya?

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