November
I can still remember everything after centenaries of living this dammed life. i must have only been 6 when i was turned into a vampire. my family was killed on that dark night, at times i can still hear their screams of pain. i used to wonder why i was not killed? what had i done to deserve this hell? as time passed i learned i had to kill so i could live. by the time i turned 16 i had killed so many people. never again could i feel the sun on my cheeks, the darkness was my home now.
Years after tears had passed, but i still had the same pain inside of me. it would never go away, never let me forget what i had became. my life was a empty shell, never would i feel arms around me, never would i have the freedom to love, who could love a monster like me anyways? it was on that cold dark night in November when i saw her. i watched her from the dark shadows of the night, she made the ice around my heart melt. for the first time in many centenaries i felt human again, then reality slapped me in the face, she would never love me because of the monster i was. i screamed from pain i felt.
The next few nights i watched her. then one cold night i came face to face with her. she was even more beautiful close up. she had long black hair, 2 lip rings, and deep dark gray eyes. she took my breath away.
the hunger was raging at me to feed, then everything went black when i woke up my beautiful goth goddess was laying on the ground dead. i screamed so loud i was sure god could hear me. what had i done? i had killed my goth goddess.. the sun would be coming up soon. i should go back underground, but instead i sat beside my goth goddess.. the sun Begin to come up, i could feel my skin Begin to burn i cred out from the pain i was feeling. knowing that now i could be with my beautiful goth goddess forever.
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The Goddess of Suicide
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The Goddess of Suicide