I keep playing it over
in my head. How I die.
It comes to me in
throbs on black and red.
Gore splattered around
my broken body.
Blood blooming around
me like a rose.
And it's beautiful. And
it makes me want it more.
I plan my death out
while I walk outside
Or lay in my bed.
Perhaps I get hit by a
car.
Burned to a crisp by a
freak fire.
Torn to shreds by some
kind of rabid beast.
I think that one would
be the most entertaining.
Gnawing my flesh,
rending it from my bones and crushing them.
T

You always looked so
peaceful beside me. Like some kind of doll. I was always afraid that
if I touched you, you'd break. You were always so delicate. Frail.
Even before your sickness took hold of you.
I can see it in your
eyes. You fear everything now. Especially me. It breaks my heart to
see you like this. Your eyes had so much wonder in them long ago...I
shouldn't be thinking about this,but...
In this state,it only
make my hunger for you grow.
I want to take
advantage of your weakness. To fee

Alice Maddox was
nervous. She had never brought someone special home. Never. But she
was sure that Will would be aproved by her parents. He was smart,
knew how to cook, and could carry out such interesting conversations!
Her parents had to like him!
The two teens sat in
her car, hand in hand. The had been staring at her house for over 10
minutes. Both of them had sweaty palms. Will gave her a firm squeeze
a reassurance before turning to her. He was bespectacled, same as
her. His short chopped s