Ever dreamed of death?... Like you dieing or killing someone...watching them bleed out..slowly slipping away...begging to be speared. Ive had dreams you know. I dreamed of a wonderful place. I dreamed of being in the clouds. Then over the years my happy little wonderland..crumbled away.... blood rain from the clouds. Everything changed....And i loved it...  I would bath and drink the drops of blood. I would dream of the creepy pastas that I lisoned to. I watched from the outside. Some times I was the killer I would stab, slash, burn and dismember my victim's bodies. I would dream of being in the woods chasing someone. Them crying just trying to escape, the fear in their eyes. I loved it...till I woke up...I wonder what its like to live my dreams. To kill a pure and incident life..or kill a sin full person begging for death. Just thinking of the torcher id do...*giggles* makes me smile...Does that make me sick?...or a dreamer? Death we fear it but we all know we must die...*giggles* Who said we had to die at the time we're suppose to? 

(Authors note)

Sorry that its short this time next time ill make it longer. Thank you for subing to my book. Hope you keep reading.