Friday, April 8, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
40
Hello, Demon. I see you've found me again. Did you like those bullets Jason shot into your chest? I can imagine they hurt. You should be more careful. Everyone in West Virginia owns a loaded gun that hangs over their mantle or front door. Jason and Lilly and James are so scared. I can't get them to come out of the basement. I tried to explain to them that it's me you want. Just like Ash. You took her, didn't you? Well don't worry, you skinny bitch. I'll find her and I get you for taking her. Bullets might not work but something has to.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Sorry
I named James without introducing him to you all.
James is Jason and Lilly's nephew. He's you're typical over emotional goth kid. He's staying with us for a while. And he's in a band. Yeah. :\
James is Jason and Lilly's nephew. He's you're typical over emotional goth kid. He's staying with us for a while. And he's in a band. Yeah. :\
39
Thing have been weird. Time skips and I don't know where it goes. One minuet I'm washing dishes, the next it's three days later and I'm out on the porch listening to James and his band play out in the garage.
I'm confused.
I'm confused.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
38
I was out walking around the large yard with Budders when the big teddy bear ran away from me and a few minuets later came back with my purse. I thought it was left somewhere in Delaware. Usually I leave it in my suit case but the day after Jason and Lilly found me, I found my suit case near the spot where I was dumped and my purse was gone.
In it were my usual things and one very big thing I only saw once before. It's one of Dante's sketchbooks, a newer one. In it is the little doodles of girls he's killed. I took some photos since there's no scanner here, but they're low quality because I took them with Lilly's camera phone.
The Cover.
The inside cover. (He had some fruity handwriting.)
First page.
Second page.
Third page. "My" page.
Fourth page. Oh, look who it is...
Fifth page and the last. The rest are blank. It's me wrapped up in a sheet... A bloody sheet... And I'm dead.... :\
In it were my usual things and one very big thing I only saw once before. It's one of Dante's sketchbooks, a newer one. In it is the little doodles of girls he's killed. I took some photos since there's no scanner here, but they're low quality because I took them with Lilly's camera phone.
The Cover.
The inside cover. (He had some fruity handwriting.)
First page.
Second page.
Third page. "My" page.
Fourth page. Oh, look who it is...
Fifth page and the last. The rest are blank. It's me wrapped up in a sheet... A bloody sheet... And I'm dead.... :\
Monday, January 31, 2011
And Now a Word from an Angry Bitch
Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck. You.
Yes I miss him. You know damn well I miss him and if I ever get my hands on you I'll kill you myself you bastard. Fuck. You.
Yes I miss him. You know damn well I miss him and if I ever get my hands on you I'll kill you myself you bastard. Fuck. You.
The Man Who Killed Me
I just got done reading all the way through the saved MSN convo between Ash and the man who killed me.
His name was Dante. He was 21 and was fucking insane.
He told Ash that he was a schizo and lived with his grandmother ever since his father went insane and killed his mother then himself. He also told Ash that he killed me to protect me. He had her hanging on his every word.
The truth is, this Dante was a disgusting piece of shit.
He told his family that mom and dad left him alone in the middle of the night around the age of 13. Said they just up and left him alone. The truth is, Dante lived on his parent's farm in New Jersey. One day he just snapped. He killed them both then threw their bodies in a wood chipper Fargo style, put a bag at the end where the shit flew out and dumped it in the pig's feeding troth. (sp?) Whatever was left was burned over and over until it was just ash, found a way to crush whatever bones were left and spread the remains in a river.
He was sent to live with his grandmother, the only person who would take in his weird ass. All his other family thought he was a creep and they thought the same about the grandmother.
Some time later gradmama died and no one knew. Dante didn't really notice she was dead and the entire time lived with a corpse. Because the rest of the family didn't like them, they never checked in to make sure all was well and no one knew she died. Doesn't help that she lived in the middle of Bumfuck'd Egypt, meaning no close neighbors to report the smell of rotting flesh.
He told me all this before he killed me.
First he knocked me out and kept knocking me out until we arrived to his house. I awoke sitting at a dinner table with him and his grandma (Ugh). It sort of reminded me of the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre because I was tied up so I couldn't move.
Then as we... Well mostly he ate, he told me all about his parents. Never said a word about his grandma being dead. He even talked to her. He told me she was old and couldn't move much and had no will to talk. No shit.
He just kept going on and on about himself. Then he stopped and said, "You don't need to tell me who you are. I know all about you."
Then he went on talking about how he took me to save me and how I was going to be his wife and I'd obey him. Ash believe him when he told her he just wanted to save me from the demon, but you know what? He was just jealous. He didn't want the demon to have me because he wanted me for himself.
When I said I didn't want to be with him he got angry and hit me. He screamed at me to take it back but I told him to go fuck himself. I wasn't going to go from being stalked by an unholy creature to being the "property" of a psycho killer. For a while he was pacing the floor thinking of something to do, then he said, "Ok, I'll give you one last chance. You become my wife and obey me and do as I say or I'll..."
And I interrupted him. "You'll what? Make my life a living hell? Good fucking luck, it already is one."
For a while he just stood there with no look on his face, just staring at me... Then he took a knife to me. Stabbed me over and over and finally cutting my throat.
Then I died and came back to life. According to the MSN convo, the "tall one" (demon) came after Dante with the newly risen me at his side. I don't remember it but I killed Dante and somehow got left behind in West Virginia. Weird.
Even weirder is that I don't have any scars where I was stabbed or where my throat was slashed. :\
His name was Dante. He was 21 and was fucking insane.
He told Ash that he was a schizo and lived with his grandmother ever since his father went insane and killed his mother then himself. He also told Ash that he killed me to protect me. He had her hanging on his every word.
The truth is, this Dante was a disgusting piece of shit.
He told his family that mom and dad left him alone in the middle of the night around the age of 13. Said they just up and left him alone. The truth is, Dante lived on his parent's farm in New Jersey. One day he just snapped. He killed them both then threw their bodies in a wood chipper Fargo style, put a bag at the end where the shit flew out and dumped it in the pig's feeding troth. (sp?) Whatever was left was burned over and over until it was just ash, found a way to crush whatever bones were left and spread the remains in a river.
He was sent to live with his grandmother, the only person who would take in his weird ass. All his other family thought he was a creep and they thought the same about the grandmother.
Some time later gradmama died and no one knew. Dante didn't really notice she was dead and the entire time lived with a corpse. Because the rest of the family didn't like them, they never checked in to make sure all was well and no one knew she died. Doesn't help that she lived in the middle of Bumfuck'd Egypt, meaning no close neighbors to report the smell of rotting flesh.
He told me all this before he killed me.
First he knocked me out and kept knocking me out until we arrived to his house. I awoke sitting at a dinner table with him and his grandma (Ugh). It sort of reminded me of the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre because I was tied up so I couldn't move.
Then as we... Well mostly he ate, he told me all about his parents. Never said a word about his grandma being dead. He even talked to her. He told me she was old and couldn't move much and had no will to talk. No shit.
He just kept going on and on about himself. Then he stopped and said, "You don't need to tell me who you are. I know all about you."
Then he went on talking about how he took me to save me and how I was going to be his wife and I'd obey him. Ash believe him when he told her he just wanted to save me from the demon, but you know what? He was just jealous. He didn't want the demon to have me because he wanted me for himself.
When I said I didn't want to be with him he got angry and hit me. He screamed at me to take it back but I told him to go fuck himself. I wasn't going to go from being stalked by an unholy creature to being the "property" of a psycho killer. For a while he was pacing the floor thinking of something to do, then he said, "Ok, I'll give you one last chance. You become my wife and obey me and do as I say or I'll..."
And I interrupted him. "You'll what? Make my life a living hell? Good fucking luck, it already is one."
For a while he just stood there with no look on his face, just staring at me... Then he took a knife to me. Stabbed me over and over and finally cutting my throat.
Then I died and came back to life. According to the MSN convo, the "tall one" (demon) came after Dante with the newly risen me at his side. I don't remember it but I killed Dante and somehow got left behind in West Virginia. Weird.
Even weirder is that I don't have any scars where I was stabbed or where my throat was slashed. :\
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