My name is Wendy. 

I won't tell you more than that.

But I radiate death. I breathe hopelessness. I see negativity everywhere.

I can't help it. It captures me in every single cavity of my body.

No one knows me and I have no friends. In fact, I'm probably not even real. I'm just another side of a person, one that cannot be shown to anyone.

So I show myself here.

Don't think of me as nice, or someone with a sad backstory. The only thing I am is dark.

Very dark.

Darker than ink. Darker than death. Darker than the blood that flows out of bruises, darker than the shadows that lurk around your soul.

Stay away for your own good. But try to understand.

If you can.

-wENDy