My friends always told me I was what they called a Yandere, someone whose overly obsessed with someone. I'm not obsessed, I'm just madly in love with you
A/N: This story is a journal you are the person who found the journal and is reading it
A/N2: I...
A/N: so I've decided to make a few changes. i'm making the first few chapters the Journal your yandere has, and then the rest are going to be the reader and your yandere.
Entry 1: 01/30/2017 12:23 AM
I was never the one to be part of the larger crowds, I just saw how everyone was wasting their breath on social activity with others, i would always spend time with my special someone, or atleast i was with them and they didn't know it, but that was the beauty of it. One night i slipped up and i was caught, cops were called and i had to lie my way out, it was easy especially when your father is great friends with the officer that caught you, though we had to move...again...I'm glad we did. I met you after all...and i am madly in love with you, someday when we have our own little family you'll read this along the way and the kids will say "Papa is weird" and we will all have a laugh about it. if only you knew how much i love you...I even carved your name into my arm, you won't see it, yet, but soon you will see it and you will love me too. Our love is strong i can feel it, but i don't think you can, don't worry my love you will feel it too soon...i promise.
Entry 2: 01/30/2017 4:30 PM
I just got back from classes, I saw you today and you looked absolutely fantastic today, of course you didn't see me. that's fine though, that is perfect for me. I would probably freeze up if you looked at me, like a deer in headlights, but it pissed me off to see you hanging out with that guy, but oh well he won't be a problem much longer or at least he isn't anymore, oh dear me i let the blood splatter over the sheet well i'll just leave it here, as a reminder as to why I love you
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8:54 PM
He squeals like a pig, its a nice sound, i'm glad no one will hear it, i cut off one of his fingers and kept it as a souvenir let's see if i can cut off the rest and feed them to him. I was right i can feed them too him, it makes him throw up but that's fine he doesn't need to eat, all he needs is to suffer for his mistake. he's begging how cute. Of all the people I've killed he's the most enjoyable, I've even carved how many times he's cried into my arm so far it's the tally of 12. jeez you think a guy like im wouldn't cry this much, but i'm surprised he whines and whines and whines and whines...it's starting to piss me the fuck off...
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He's dead, oh well seem's like he's out of the picture, now it's just you and me, together forever, soon at least...
A/N: this is my first yandere story and i had to take what my friends told me i act like and put into the story, i even asked a few people what would you do if the person you hated was hanging out with someone you were madly in love with, a lot of them said, kill them, a few also said kidnap and torture, i made it both, these are just the dark thoughts everyone's had at least once in life. so i hope you enjoyed this little story plus a little more in the future, thank you and a bientot.
