Hi my names Candace. Ahaha I'm still kinda new on here and still don't know what I'm doing but who cares ill just have to wing it. I'm 18 and willing to read everything that comes my way especially if they're RATED R  and HORROR books. They're the best ahaha.

Oh yeah and if you could please check out my "short stories" and comment on them

I Cant:
Pitter, patter can you hear my blood splatter? It drips down my legs forming a splash as it impacted the ground only to be surrounded by more blood. God the pain hurts so much. I did nothing just laid there as split vessels expelled more and more of the fluids. Why do anything? No one will care all they say is that I'm good for nothing. I've realized that they're right. I am nothing. Blood continued spilling out and I don't get it. Why am I alive, why aren't I dead yet. I want to Die. No. I have to. Taking a shard of glass I'd slice my veins in my vertically so there was no hope for saving a damned soul as mine. I felt nothing only the pain I've cause earlier.