The boy keeps talking to me, tormenting me, telling me to do things no human would ever wish to do. Somehow I feel as though I want to do these things, am I not human? I've never gotten this boys name, he just keeps following me around and telling me things that make me feel as though I'm not human. I'm so tired of feeling fucking crazy. He's my dorm mate and it makes the situation even worse. He keeps whispering these things during his sleep and I havent got a full nights rest from his words. He dropped this journal onto my little counter the day we met and all it had inside was "Destined to Die." I haven't gone a day without writing about someone with the help of his words. I feel as though this isn't right.
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Destined to Die {ON HOLD}
AcakNo one expected what happened, no one knew the quiet boy snapped. ~ I just believe that the description shouldn't give away a whole lot so that's why it's plain and simple. Read if you want to find out, really. This book will have blood and very di...
