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.

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. 

My Only Joy left

 Warm Hands

Warm Body

Her warm body

Small but frail

Crying for me

Small hands 

Small Body

Her cries grow louder

I Love her

She is my joy

My Only joy Left

Sibling Love ?

  Sitting on the end of the bed Gaara rethinks what just happened to his fellow siblings. Come to think about neither do you. Well lets get this story on from a flash back.
  Termari and Kankuro were walking to find Gaara. Gaara was walking around trying to find them. He was walking to what seemed like forever, why he even looked where they usually were. That is when Gaara heard a scream.
  Gaara knows his screams good. This scream sounded like Termai's. Like she was in grave danger. Gaara ran to the scream to find The Hidden Village of Sound's ninjas here. And there was Termari.
  Kankuro was on the ground unconscious. He was laying on his face.  Gaara was thinking was this Orochimaru's working. Since he knew that Orochimaru was a sound ninja himself. Just as Gaara was thinking this a ninja came from be hide him a pushed a needle into him. How could he get passes Gaara's gourd.
  Well that is for you to try to figure out. As Gaara slowly hit the floor Termari let out a blood curdling scream. Soon the Sound ninja took the Sand Siblings to a hide out that had snakes on the door. This was hitting them  hard. They just knew it was Orochimaru.
  But what did he want with them. The ninja's took them into a room that was pitch black. They heard the sound of metal. Not just any metal but the sound of chains that were about to go on their feet.
  "Let me go!" Gaara screamed but only a tongue touched him.
  "My, my your a fighter. You shouldn't fight." Orochimaru said. He then took Gaara by his red hair. Then he then throw him with all his might Sannin strength. He took off Gaara's shirt and chained him up to a old, really old, wall.
 " The only way you three are getting out of here if you please me by having sex." Orochimaru said with the widest grin a snake can get. Why in fact they all were thinking of doing that just to get out. Gaara, already shirt less, decide to just go after Termari.
  Gaara took off Termari's shirt, exposing her boobs. Kankuro grabbed Gaara's pants and pulled them down. Since Gaara never wore underwear you could see his balls and some of his dick. Kankuro pulled down his own pants and exposed a fleshy penis. He shoved it into Gaara's hole.
  Gaara made this groaning noise as Kankuro shoved his dick into him. Gaara with all his might pulled down Termari's pants and shoved two fingers into her pussy and one in her ass hole. She screamed for she was in a orgasmic state. Now lets go over to Orochimaru. Well Orochimaru was just sitting there with a big boner. He was waiting for one of them to go up to him and give him a hand job or a blow job.
  Now back to the siblings. Termari saw that Orochimaru had a boner. She got Gaara to stop and went over to Orochimaru. She took off his pants and saw a huge cock. It was the whitest cock she has ever seen.
  She started stroking it. Soon she saw Orochimaru with this smile that seemed to make him go into a sleep.  Now lets go back to the other two siblings. They were still going at it. Kankuro giving Gaara a hand job while fucking him hard. Gaara couldn't really stand the pain of Kankuro's penis in his hole. But then again it felt so good. Now back to Termari. Termari got to were Orochimaru was going into a sleepy state. It felt as if Orochimaru was at his limit, well he was in his fifties. Soon he did reach his limit and cum came out of his dick and landed on Termari's hair.
  But Orochimaru wanted her to still join the others. So Termari did as Orochimaru told her. Termari crawled over to Gaara and shove his dick into her pussy. Termari screamed out in pain. For her pussy was still very small and Gaara's big cock made her into pain. Termari was the first one to pass out. Then Gaara and last was Kankuro.

  That's how we get to the starting of the story. Now if you want me to finish it well you will never get it.

Killjoy and Jeff's Shower time

  Killjoy waited for what seemed liked forever for Jeff the Killer.  She did as Jeff wanted.  She waited until he came back, washed up, and stayed very low. That last one seemed almost impossible for Killjoy. This madness was starting to eat at her.

            She got up from her sleep to find Jeff's hoodie there, right next to her bed. Killjoy heard the shower going and sounds, more like a half-whistle, half- whispering.

 "Jeff is that you?" She said as grabbed the hoodie.

             "So how you guess it was me?" Jeff said.

             “Your hoodie gave it away."

             "Ah it feels good to be in a shower. It seems to be about two years since I was in a shower. Come on spend it with me."

"Hell No!"

            "Yes you will my love.” Jeff said coming out of the shower. His scars showing countless fights. He looked good for a mass killer. Jane the Killer said that he wouldn’t look good without all his clothes on. But what Killjoy saw was a manly man with scars. Naked body made his dick look huge even through it was about 4 inches long.

            Holy shit he looked good naked, Killjoy thought. Jeff grabbed her hand and pushed her against his body. His dick hitting her night dress. She tried to get away from a stone cold killer’s pale hands. She tried to get a towel for Jeff but he just kept pushing her back into his body.

            Jeff forced her into the wall. He started to take off her clothes. She didn’t move or smile. Why was he doing this to her, she thought.  Jeff’s naked body was starting to get to her.

            Jeff pushed Killjoy into the shower. Killjoy tried to get him off her but Jeff was next to her holding her down.

            “My, my you look good naked!” Jeff said as he grabbed her body closer to his.

            “Why don’t you let me go!”  She said with a hint of laughter in her voice.

            “Well you seem happy but I see some happiness in you every time I see you. You like seeing me don’t you?”

            “Yes I do but it doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want to do with me. Now let me go” Killjoy said. Jeff grabbed his dick and was trying to stick it into Killjoy.  Killjoy instantly slammed Jeff to the wall. She exited the shower and went to the closet.  She found a nice dress that was pink and flowery.

            As she was putting the dress on Jeff entered the closet. He was completely dressed. How the hell can get dressed so easily, Killjoy thought. She rushed to put the dress. She looked behind her and Jeff wasn’t there.

            She found Jeff under the bed. He was mouthing something to her.

                               SHE COULDN’T UNDERSTAND HIM

Sleep

Life    Seems to sleepy at first 

          But you get used to it

          But every time you try

          It gets sleepier 

          Sleepier

 Is                  Good

           Try to not sleep

            Just try it and you

           Might win or lose

           It may be

Nice    just to Sleep

           But for life is a lie

           Just trust and try

           You may need it

           Need it 

For  A Change 

Just Go to sleep

The Sleep is all you need

Your sleepiness is what you need

Just change your life and try to win

The sleepy lifestyle 

          

Nightmare

Sleeping May Seem Nice

   Sleeping is what I think about

      Sleeping before I was awaken that night

        That Night of the Accident 

          The Night My Family died

             Now I cannot sleep anymore

               God How I would love to sleep

                  But I am terrified by a man

                    A man with no face

                      Tentacles that seem to come from nowhere

                        I wish he would grab me.

                          Grab me from this nightmare

                             Please Grab me!

Killjoy Finally Meets Jeff the Killer

"This just ended. A massacre at a forest. Three people sleeping in a tent brutally killed. Who could do this?" The new reporter said. Killjoy loved looking at the news and to hear what they are saying about her murders. Her red hair soaked in the blood of her victims. She laughed while the knife was at her knees.
   "Man it's been what about six months since I seen this Jeff the Killer, now I meet Jane the Killer. We both hate Jeff. Man I hope my killing sprees attract Jeff. Just as me and Jane hope for." Killjoy said with this grin that couldn't be explained.  She walked up to the front door only to hear a crack of a window. She ran to her knife, it wasn't there.
   "Okay, Who the fuck is there?" She laughed.
   "No one in particular." The person said.
   " Oh I know its you Mr. Jeff the Killer."
    "Wow I feel so special about you knowing me." Jeff said coming out of a dark corner. He sat on a near by chair. He took off his hoodie.  It was stained with blood. Was that his blood, Killjoy thought.
   "You are probably wondering why I am here. Just to let you know don't trust Jane the Killer. God she is a bitch. But anyways, I know you killed all those people to trap me. And that is also a reason I am here." He said adjusting himself to the chair.
   " What, why can't I trust her?" Killjoy said dropping her smile. She walked towards Jeff. Jeff just looked at her, knowing she wouldn't do anything to her. He took her by her hand.
   Killjoy tried to move back.
  "You are weak after you kill. You need to learn how to control that or else they will get to you. I will help you in exchange of you doing something special for me." He said pushing Killjoy's body on him.
   "What!?!" She squeaked. Jeff leaned into her face and managed to kiss her. How the hell was he managed to kiss me, she thought! She just accepted  what he was going to do to her next.
  "You know most people assume that I am a grown man just like they do to you. Oh wait they don't know its you killing all those people. I am really just an 18 year old guy." He said pushing Killjoy to a wall.
 "I will be coming back soon. So just stay in this one area and don't try to kill anyone. Wash up while you are at it." Jeff said kissing her. He took his hoodie and put it back on. Killjoy was just told to stay but she didn't want to. She saw Jeff run off in a distance. Should she stay or should she go?
                   SHE WANTED TO LEAVE. WANTED TO GET AWAY. SHE HAD TO STAY!

Imaginary Friend part 1

      I once was a little girl. You know the ones that have little tea party with imaginary friends.  Well my imaginary friend was a nice one. Well, nice as a imaginary friend. I never know what gender my imaginary friend was.     
     My friend was tall, almost as tall as a tree. I couldn't actually see his face. I never knew why he was that way. My friend was always there suggesting that I was to steal things from the pantry and put it near a tree down at the park. This tree never grew any leafs as I remembered. But this man made me bury them.
       I followed him, just my little kid mind. Come to think of it, this man also made me do things that were unimaginable. I can't ever begin to tell you what he made me do. Just bringing them up made me think about this man. 
      During first grade, my friend made me take a pair of scissors and cut off some of my teacher's ear. I don't know what was going though my mind when I did that but it is scary. This friend of mine started laughing at what I did. I was scared but laughed with him. Next thing I remember that day was that I was in a room.
       A pure white room came to me. I was scared, this was a place my mother told me that mental people go to. Then a door opened in that room. I screamed out for my friend. He was right there staring at me. That is all I remembered.
       That next day my mother was there with big red eyes. She looked like she was crying. I ran up to her and hugged her. My friend was right next to me suggesting that I grab a chair and throw it to her. I screamed at him to stop.
 "STOP!!!" I yelled. Grabbing my mother and I ran.  A big man grabbed me, I kicked and screamed for help.
 "Stop, my friend made me do all this. STOP!!!"  I said crying. Please stop, I thought. My friend just had a big grin on it's face. He was laughing while I was crying out for my mother. 
    That was the last time I have seen that man. That man I called a friend. But lately I been looking up about my so-called friend. I heard he was somewhat like this guy called the "Slenderman" but was more violent. He had no name, not even what people called him.
     This man was naming was nothing and nothing was his name to "us". Us was all the people that seen the man. I haven't even gotten to the good part of this "research". This man was killing people with little kids. This man made them do these horrible things.

Killjoy

   "This is breaking! 15 murders at once! Who could be responsible for this day of blood?" The news reporter said.

      A girl girl stepped out from the bed of a married couple. Just hours ago this couple was joy and happiness in one. Now they are dead corpses, bleeding from their wounds this girl inflicted. Killing joy was all this girl know about.

            She was nicknamed "Killjoy". She loved seeing the joy from peoples life drain. She had a model for her killings, Jeff the Killer.

       She loved Jeff and always wanted to see him. His pale skin, blackened hair, eyes and mouth of a monster. Killjoy lived to mock Jeff with his killing but found no joy. Her looks didn't even look like Jeff's.                                       Her bright pink face, green eyes, red hair, and a smile that set back people to a different world.
Of course this was the case, for her a while ago. She was a happy 16 year old girl. Normal life you might say. Had everything, a lover, a nice boyfriend, good grades, looks to kill, and siblings she could pick on. Then she heard about  Jeff the killer was in her town. She was frightened.
                     "Brother, oh small brother guess what!" She yelled but no answer came. She heard a scream come from the bathroom.
                   "Okay, nice brother have sex with your girlfriend but don't scream like a little sissy!" She yelled. She decided to  go and actually see why her brother was screaming for.  She opened the door to find her brother dead. Suddenly the joy in her life was gone. Was this work of Jeff the Killer?
We shall never know. But she never called the police not even to think about it. She just sat there laughing hysterically.
                "Ha, ha I-I wonder who did this! was it you Mr. Jeff the Killer." She laughed and grabbed  her brother's arm. She started to dry his body. His limp body on this stairs made this cracking noise not the noise you would usually think a body going down the stairs would make.
                   The last step made this sickening crack. This did not bother her she just stared and laughed about how she was going to bury her dead brother. She heard a door bell ring. She went into the kitchen and got out a butcher knife.
This knife was sharper than usual. She went back to the door.
"Hello. Who is this?" She asked trying not to sound above normal.
"Hello, this is the police. Open up!" They said alarmed about what is happening. She opened the door and rushed at their heads. She swinged her knife and hit the first police officer. His head rolled down the porch steps.
She laughed with the knife at her knees. The other police officer ran for his life. He didn't get far, for a unknown person killed him.
"Go to Sleep!" that stranger said.
"W-Who's there?" She asked. She dropped her knife.
"No one in particular." the stranger said.  He came into more blackness and ran. All she saw was a white hoody.  Who was this mysterious person?  Was it a boy or a girl? Was this Jeff the Killer? Or was this some psychopath?
That is what led to Killjoy to her murderous spree. To killing the joyous couple to get Jeff the Killer. For her waiting for Jeff the Killer.
WAITING FOR THIS MAN...

Chapter 4

   When she told Jessica to get out of the room she leaned towards me. I swallowed hard. Man, I thought, what is she got to do with me? So what I have an erection, doesn't mean she has to hit on me!
  What the hell am I thinking? Of course I would love for her to blow me. I am starting to be like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. This side is Dr. Jekyll, which is my normal side. The other side is Mr. Hyde but nicer, like a reversed Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
  But anyway, wait why did she just unzip my pants? Other side shut up, I want her to do that. My hands and my other side differ'ed, they pushed her off.
 "Okay it's your decision. There is some lotion and tissues in the bathrooms." she said somewhat mad.
 " Wait, wait, please?" I said grabbing her. She turned around with a very wide smile that showed off her pearl white teeth. She pushed me to a wall. Oh yeah, I thought, guess she will be good.
 She pulled down my pants, bloody and ripped. She started playing with my bulge
 "Oh my I didn't know you could get harder!" she said wile pulling down my underwear. My dick didn't go the slightest bit down. She then stood up and looked into my eyes. She took off her frilly blue thong.
  Then she pulled up her black skirt. I decided to put my fingers into her wet pussy. She started moaning. I then started playing with her clitoris. She pushed herself to the wall, shaking a picture I didn't know was there.
 I looked at the picture while I was pleasuring her. There was a guy in the photo I haven't seen yet.
  "Don't worry about that guy in the picture. Oh god, stick your hard cock in me." She said grabbing my dick.
 "Whoa not with out protection." I said backing away a little.
 " I want another child, a normal one in fact, please? You could stay here. Stay away from big bad Slenderman."
 " I am only 23, how old are you? 39, 40, 52?"
"34 years old, now stick it in me!"she said. I gave in to her pleads. I started teasing the flaps to the entrance. The got past the flaps and went slow. She positioned herself to were I had to hold her. I put her legs onto my shoulders. I started gradually getting faster. She moaned  at the top of her lungs. I cummed into her ass.
  She went down and started blowing me. I was shocked at how good she was. She licked my crown and started playing with my balls. She then started to suck, I couldn't help but grab her head.
   I pushed her black hair back and forth. She had the look of enjoyment. That made me happy. I got the urge to cum again. I then cummed on her face, she looked excited like this never happened to her. I picked her up, and put her on the love-seat.
  She passed out naked. I didn't know what to do, so I just decided to put on her clothes. But I put my clothes on first. Once I put on her clothes, i decided to take a quick shower. I went and asked Jessica where was a bathroom She told me that I passed one. I feel like a complete idiot. I went into the bathroom and found the tub filled it with water. Once the water was in the tub, I sat down.

Chapter 3

    I awake from my sleep. I am in a strange place. It not the hospital. It is a room painted a bright blue. It is a fairly large room.
 I decided to look around. I hit a dresser. It had six drawers, the long type of drawers. It was made out of pressed wood. I walk away from the dresser.
  "Well isn't this fucking great!" I said out loud. I didn't know where I am. I think I made loud noises. I was hoping that this is the little girl's house so I walked out the door. I walked down some stairs.
 They were long and narrow. It seemed like awhile before I got to the bottom. The little girl was right at the end of the stairs.
  "Mom, Lan is up." She yelled. How did she know my name?
  "Show him to the living room." The girl's mom yelled.
  "What is your name little girl? I seem to forgot!" I asked.
  "It's Jessica!" she replied.
   "Thank you!" I said with a smile.
   Why does her name sound so, so, never mind. Ugh, not not these damned headaches again. I am trying to remember to fast or think when the headaches happen. Jessica led me to the living room.
 Jessica's mom was sitting on a love-seat. It looked like leather and midnight black colored.
 "Sit here Lan." she pointed right next to her. God she looks hot. Oh crap did I just get a boner, not now, please not now.
 "Jessica please leave the room." she instructed.
 "Yes mama" Jessica answered back. Jessica left the room. Leaving her mother and me alone.
 "Well, well, well, look at what you got." she said smiling.

Chapter Two

  As I am in the bed, the little girl goes up to me and says something in a voice I couldn't hear. I got up from the bed and started walking towards the girl. She started moving away. Fuck, I thought, trying to get the IV off me.
  "Hey girl what's the matter?" I asked.
  "Huh, why are you off your bed?" she said confused at what I said.
 "You were in my room You said something that I couldn't hear."
  "Not again, I am sorry"
 "Huh? What do you mean again?"
  "I-I-It's nothing. By the way we never got to introduce each other. I am Jessica."
 " I am Lan. Nice to meet you Jessica. What is your mother's name?"
  " Her name is...." she tried to finish but she cut herself off. She then came to a stare. I wonder why she does that, I thought, why is this girl so strange. It suddenly got dark in the hallway.
  "Jessica, Jessica, where are you?" I heard her mother yelling. I saw her running. Her tits bouncing with every step. She slowed to a stop. She looked at me with eyes of worry.
  "Shit not again." she said with a very worried tone.
  "Why does this happen to her?" I asked. Suddenly the lights went back on. I blacked out. I can heardly remember the lady and the little girl. All I remember is going to a hospital and a little girl saying her name. Ugh, my head hurts just thinking about it. I should go to sleep.

Bloody Slendy

Slender Slender Slender

Where are you Slender?

I am waiting.

Waiting for a hero

A hero to help me

Help me from my Pain

Pain of losing my self

Losing my humanity

Humanity that once helped me

Helped me with life

Life I am giving away

Away from my Family

Family that hates me

Hates me so dearly

Dearly as you're face

Face that you don't have

You need a soul

Soul of mine that is awaiting

Awaiting for you to come.

Come and get me

Get me from my dream

Dream I have been living in

Living in this hell of a dream

Hell of a life

Life that I was born in a dream

Born with no face you were

Face that I have that you could use

Use for you to become human

Human for you not for me

Slender, Slender, Slender.

Where are you?

Picture by Me

I am waiting in a tunnel for you.

For you to come 

Come for me my dear child

I need you're soul 

You're life

The life you are giving away.

Come my dear child..

Come.

Face the blood that you're family will lose

The blood on my hands will be you'res.

You will join the blood of others

The blood that I shed for my life

To live

You don't want to live but I do

Life is what I crave

You will give me your body.

I will accept

You can not back away

In this tunnel

This black tunnel

I need a face for my life. 

I will live and you will die

The Blood is what I need to become whole

Just give me you're life and we all will be in peace

Peace that we are all looking for

Just come here 

Faster my dear

Yes

There we go.

Thanks for you're blood and you're soul

I am happy

Now die in vain

My dear foolish child