The day "SHE" came
it was just like anyother day: slow, boring, romantic and a thersday. but there was a perilous air among us. then... then... O' the hooror can not be put in to words... but I must! there standing it the doorway... not that doorway, that doorway. O' how horrorably she stroled into the room. the air became venomous, she parted her hair in front of her face to show her demonic smille. what could this archfriend want with me... or we... or thea! she vishisly roaded with DEVIL-FIRE as she lunged at the poor unseen students. detsched from there souls. frist the DARK-ONES feeding her own power, then the RELIGUST-ONES proving her power, then the LOUD-ONES silencing there screams, then the STRONG and the COURWDLY. she went freasting till there was her and the massacred!
a womans wrath is a silent death, a silent death invokes a womans wrath (all thoues who have read my paper vrishon i gave it a better meaning)