My Death

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   My Mother is dead. Nobody can do anything about it. Nobody believes me about her killer. I cry because everyone thinks I am mad. I am not mad, I am a normal human being.
   My Innocence has been taken from me. I cry and cry because I am dead inside. My mother was my light. I loved her.
   I cannot think of a world without her. I've tried every way of committing suicide to see my mother. But everything someone comes out and stops me. Please let me regain my Innocence from this world. I need to go to the next world. Nobody ever listens to me.
   I think the thing that killed my mother and stole my Innocence is coming after me. Hopefully it is going to kill me. It will help me regain my Innocence.
  It is outside waiting for me.
   I have a poem for it.

    I will not fall

Not fall in your arms

I ill fall in my mothers arms

You pale man

Your cold skin

Your heartless body

You inhuman thing

The Diary of Me: Part 1

Entry 1 : March 21, 2010

            My friend and I started doing the Ouija board. We didn’t get a response.

Entry 2: March 23, 2010

 My friend finally got a response but it was her “grandmother” Jana. I hated that lady.

 Entry 3: March 24, 2010

            I know my diary is going to laugh at me. But I started hearing noises. So me and my friend did the Ouija board again. We were hoping to get Jana again but got someone else. Didn’t give us a name, kind of scared about this person.

Entry 4: March 20, 2010

            Let’s talk about my school life now. I go to 11^th grade. A pretty average grade. I got all C’s and B’s. School is kind of average. Even if my parents are paying for it. The food is cheap and crap.

            My parents and so many their parents complain about the school because it cost like $10,000 for one year. They complain about how it looks and the teachers. Trust me the teachers are crap. But none of them really want to get fired because it pays a lot of money but that is all.

Entry 5: April 2, 2010

            Got a new teacher. I think he is cute. Red hair and blue eyes with pale skin. So many girls were asking how old he was. He told them that he was 26 years old.

            They told him that he was way too young to teach. He didn’t answer. That was my school’s life day. After school we did the board again. Got an answer. The person sid he knows me from school. Kind of scared.

Entry 6: April 3, 2010

            Mom thinks I should be doing these everyday now. Day was boring new teacher is still getting hit on.

Entry 7: April 4, 2010

            Finally remembered new teacher’s name. His name is Ransney Milfum. That name sounds pretty familiar. Friend and I got another response. This time it is getting personal not with my friend but with me. Kind of scared for my life.

Entry 8: April 5, 2010

            Mr. Milfum is giving us a project. The project is about any type of animal we were given. Mr Milfum gave me a very simply project animal, the domesticated cat. He smiled at me when he gave me my animal. Got another answer from the board. Said that I should study up on cats so I could understand him.

I hate it when my cat seduces me

Sorry about this post I thought i might give you guys the first look be fore i post it on Reddit
-Ps that is what my Desktop looks like :)

Loose Killer

“His lone face was enough to make me go insane. It wasn’t because of all the scars on it but the evil face that held up those scars.

            Some might find this guy attractive. Some even hideous. None like me think that this guy’s face said ‘Evil’. No, No, no, I was the only one who thought this.

             Some say that I should ignore this guy and just carry on with my boring life. No I will not carry on with my life because this guy has been with me my whole entire life. I should have the rights to kill the ‘Stalker’.”

---End of recording---

            This lady name is Lena Martin.  She came to the police claiming she finally killed the man that has plagued her whole life. She is currently on the run for first degree murder. If found please call the local police.

            To keep safe please do not open your door to anyone. Lock the doors, turn off the lights and hide. Please follow these steps. We do not want any people dead. So I repeat take these steps.

NOW DO THEM NOW!

Hopes, Dreams and Lies

 Rest is for the dead. Yeah right! Like I believe that. My life was dead since I arrived in this world. My life was ended by those who say life is something to be respected.

  I laugh at them and they ask why. I laugh at them even more. Then I respond.

 "Life ended when this world was born all our souls are in a abyss of our lies, dreams and hopes!"

 They walk away. So do I but I am laughing. Laughing so hard that they cannot keep going with their deteriorating lives. I "some" how make them commit suicide.

  Me of all people make them do it. Why that makes 2 or 3 less people the world needs. Our world needs less people. Less dreams, hopes and lies that need to be dealt with.

  Dreams to be crushed. Hopes to be poured with Molting lava.  Lies to be shot with every letter in the alphabet.