C.J Cannady

I am so sorry everyone. I know I haven't posted anything yet. I promise I have been working on the first chapter. When I am posting it I am not sure. I can promise that you will see chapter one in the next week. (I have someone who keeps me focused on this story) HAHA

Working on chapter one rn. So hope everyone will be excited. This chapter will be dedicated to @Angelicpoetry she has been helping me through a lot of stuff I'm going through rn. Hehe.....

Alright Y'all. Just posted my first chapter of my new book. Let's just say been hard lately and I guess I turned to writing. Thanks to one really special person. I found the ideas for this story, I won't say her name. for her privacy but she knows who she is.  *Thank you*

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Part 2
          
          Grabbing some needle and thread I began sewing the skin back together and made every stitch mark unnoticeable and exact. I slip the skin  mask over my own complection and made sure there were no lines or defects. One last look I turn and pace towards the door. Leaving the helpless man to hang and slowly be taken by his own personal hell.  Now I am getting what I want...YOU...   
          There is always a method to life… prey or predator. Now whichever one you want to be is fine. But I choose to be predator… My name is whatever you the reader think of. Of course I have a name but to you can imagine who I am, what I look like and even how I sound. You could imagine my voice as being raspy or even a delicate flower. But no matter what you don’t know the truth. No one does. No one ever will. 
          
          
          Fin 
          
          This is for the spoopy month!!!!! Enjoy

Part One
          
          The heart sat there;warm. And here I sat wondering if what I did was regretful or some sadistic thing. 
          I saw the way she looked at him. She looked at him like some stupid mut would look at a piece of meat. “She’s mine.” I say “MINE!” I would watch her everyday. And every hour. From the point she woke up to the point she showered and slept. “You seem like such a nice man”  she once told me in a sweet honey like tone. I need you...I NEED YOU!  I kept thinking to myself saying that she wouldn’t love a man who looked like me. Someone who looked as hideous as I did. But there was this part of me that wanted her so bad. Who wanted to grab her and kept her with me like my own Barbie doll. She kept hanging out with this man and didnt stop smiling and laughing at whatever he said and the way she looks at him. 
          I took the man she called a “Friend” and I skinned him. Skinned him alive. I had to, she was the most beautiful women ever and I needed her to see me. Don’t worry though, I didn’t kill him. At that point at least. Hearing every little cry for help and every little whimper that came out of his mouth. 
          I kept looking at his now half skinned body; watching as he clings onto life. Crying. Praying. Knowing he can’t escape. I tilt my head to the left and noticed that I need his face. I grab a scalpel and get to work. 
          Once done I retrieve the skin from the once charming man but now something from a Stephen King book.

Hey Guys!!!! I am back. A lot has happened since the last time I was on here. To recap I had a few things to take care of and all that. Family problems and school. But I am happy to be back, and hope you guys understand about my absence. But I will assure you guys I will try my best to be on here as much as possible. But hope you guys welcome me back with open arms.