~ Chapter 1~ || Whats happening to me? ||

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THIS STORY WILL BE SHIT, JUST WANING U!

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A bloody scene in front if my eyes,
but I'm not sorry!

My hands are painted red,
but I'm not sorry!

I'm a demon, I CANT be sorry!

The first person I killed was my own best friend. I had my heart removed when I was little and after that, I felt nothing. I only felt bloodlust....

I was destroyed......

Damaged.......

But killing made me feel something........

Pain was what I hungered for.........

It was something I craved.....but I loved the feeling.........

















It all started when I was a tiny child.  I saw the world as a beautiful place, filled with light and oh so much beauty.  Spent the days with my best friend, then slept in my cloud like bed at night.  I didn't need to go to any school Bc I was born with knowledge.  Almost TOO much of it.  My mother had taken care of me for most of my life.....

Until......

IT ALL WENT DARK....

The beeps of my heart monitor rang through my head like church bells.  I remember being thrown from bed to bed to the surgical room.  I was dazed and confused, my head pounding like a drum.  The lights were so bright that they hurt.  Then I felt it.....

They operated on me without anastasia, I felt everything.  Every slice, every pull, the warm crimson liquid pouring out of my system.  I was squirming and screaming in pain.  Suddenly...... I couldn't hear my heart monitor anymore......

It just........

                     STOPPED....

I wasn't sewn up or anything when all of the so called "surgeons" left the room with an ice bucket with something in it.  I couldn't tell what it was.  I'm only a child, or technically a teen.  I felt something missing..... I tried to sit up.  Blood poured out of my extremely deep cut staining everything around me.  My blood felt thick but thin in some places like there we clots everywhere.  I knew I had to sew myself up, so I looked around.  I can barely move, but I managed to sew myself up with a metal string.  I laid back down, i feel blank.  I feel like a should be crying, but I can't....






WHATS HAPPENING TO ME...?

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I TOLD YOU ITS SHIT
I HOPE U ENJOYED IT THO
IM ONLY FINISHING THIS BC OF MY GF
SHE LIKES LOTS OF DEATH SO IT FITS
ANYWAYS LOVE U ALL!

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