(Don't) Go To Sleep

Go to Sleep

Hi, my name is Jeff, Jeff the Killer. The doctors thought I was dead at first. They left me alone. They won't remember that anymore, because I killed them and fled. My hair is charred and black and my skin is white, well what's left of my skin. My eyes however, are a different story. They're white. My favourite colour is red, the colour of blood, the colour of fear, the colour of insanity. My insanity. The bullies? Yes, I would never spare their pitiful lives. I killed all of them too. One by one. Haha, all I used were my bare hands. I took from the first one a really nice white hoodie and shirt, goes quite well with my skin tone don't you think? The second one begged for mercy. I only did him a favour, sent him to hell. Right where he belongs. Oh, and I took his jeans, just for the laugh. They look pretty well on me too. The final guy, well he had nothing nice to say so his death wasn't particular nice either. A little decorating tip for you lovely fellows. Intestines are great to hang from the ceiling lights. Slimy, but fun to do. On my way out, obviously needing some shoes, I decided he had a good looking pair of black converse. I took those, and a knife. I decided to make the knife my own special knife so I took it and cut a smile into my face up to my ears. Don't worry it didn't hurt. Nothing hurts anymore. I stitched my face back together before admiring my decorating skills and skipping out of my good friend's house. Now I'm always happy. I always smile. But I always seem to be tired, and I can see you are too. So I think it's time for you to go to sleep.