Violent-language Stories

The average person would walk past a murderer about 36 times in their lifetime. But you could walk past me and think nothing, I'm the person they never expect, you see me and think, that I'm a cute, sensitive, soft girl, but you'd be wrong, so very wrong. No one suspects me, based off of my appearance, and that's where they're foolish, very foolish. They never suspect me until I'm the very last thing they see before they leave this world.

Arlene doesn't want to die; she just likes to taunt Life into thinking she does, Life had thrown all sorts of things at her, death, violence, arrestings, love, hatred, anything and everything you can think of, but Arlene's had enough, she's done bargaining with Life; now she wants to play with Death.

Nobody expects their 'parents' to get kidnapped, nobody expects to find out that their mother isn't their mother, and nobody expects to find out that they're not human; nobody. But then again, living another life, other than your own, is better than living the life you thought you had...isn't it? That's what everybody thinks and wants, but it's not better, trust me.