ZeeGoAngel7

It was cold, all i could think about was that old stupid grand father clock going on beside me. I live in an old Victorian house not to far away from a graveyard and an old fishers pond. Some think that a graveyard is what seems to be bad horror story so cliche so old you think you'd know me but do you? I'm not being haunted, i'm simply going mad nothing in the world seems to add up and in my head if things don't add up someone loses their life. I live in my house ALONE no one protects me from myself they were only so greedy to protect them selves.They all tried to curse this place, burn me in it, trap me here but all they could every do was keep me in my room in the house with the grandfather clock to suffer. After awhile the Grandfather clock turns into a boy at midnight and he stare at me and smirks
"Nothings getting better for you, you do realize that right?" he whispers "do you still crave human flesh? or have you taken it out on their pretty eyes can you use your powers?"
Stupid little clock! The grandfather clock taunts me he laughs, chuckles, smiles at me but he never ever helps me. Stupid little clock he's stupid! and still i have no idea if i'm talking to myself or if this clock is really a human boy.
   I'm locked in this house for one reason and one reason only, i murdered my twin sister and i injured a little girl. Me eating a person was a big deal but i did cook them through and through i made sure that their bones had a nice little grave, their skin did serve as a good meal though...i am so hungry...i feel as though i have not eaten for days... I killed my sister because she was stealing my identity she had my face she was TOO much like ME i needed a way to end it...so i killed her and kept her sparkly blue eyes to keep as a treasure but Mama and Papa were not pleased...i do not live to please anyone but myself, i do not head one's judgment for i never had and i never will...Every second feels like a day time is so fast yet it feels so slow, i can hardly breath between the two and so i am lost in my own MAD world where no one but myself can see why i tried so hard...but why am i trying? i feel so...just so...LOST...

Bitches love me~ *hair flip bitches*

why do i do this to myself? I never want to sleep, stay up all night, ignore all the important shit yeah i am in a shit load of chaos seeping in right here! i need my beauty sleep yet i never seem to take it like the dumbass i am, But who need sleep?~ (obviously i some what do even i need my sleep) I do stupid shit. Dear god just kill me now i'm a crazy fuck that needs more crazy that drunk bitch that never tells a tale oh no the world is end!! ....okay wtf is wrong with me o.e i need to sleep... night world who's time i just completely fucking wasted!~

I love to see myself as the kid i really am im no older than how i act XD  well the older i get the more mature but i hate being serious why cant life base of jokes and others imagination because as much as i love life theres just one thing missing ... and thats a little bit of excitement and fun!~

Im trapped and cant make my own choices i work up stress from so much little things it becomes a big thing its like theres a wall that im trying to get over and all i have is a little window and its like the people on the other side mock me and they laugh and laugh while i sit in depression and sadness and at times i do get over to that other side but after i while of happiness some one drags me back over to that side i'v tried so hard to escape and its the same thing all over again and that person who brings me back would make me do things i dont like. It feels like im all alone inside and hardly anyone understands me but light dose shine through me because i have some people who put so much life into me its hard to take out but then theres always the backstabber who brings me down from my hopes and dreams and then i find out that the person i used to call my friend was just fake and i can see right through them. And so that backstabber only makes that wall higher so then its harder to reach happiness and it all just ends in tears never ending flows of tears and sobs and soon all is a loss and then i give up until a good pure person opens to the way out at first i cant see it but then that person takes me to the way out and tries to keep me were i need to be. Happiness is right around the corner but so is anger and depression and no matter how hard anyone trys to run from it they will all ways catch up and get to you right when your weak and unaware all of it will strike its just waiting for the perfect time to ponce and make your life the worst as possible. I'v tried to run and so far i fought i good fight but it still got me they still took me in and slowly my life is flowing the way it was when i was trying to get away