They won't find me. They can't find me now! I'm going to be away from them forever! Forever being free! I'll kill them first; I'll kill them before I do anything else. That isa funnythought. I'm going to kill someone. I can't wait. I wonder what the blood will look like running down his body, running onto the floor, trying to escape the monster.
She stood as the wind whipped her hair around her face, and a steady drizzle attacked her relentlessly. It was awful, and she stood there, loving the feeling.
She loved how it hurt her, how it caused her discomfort. It made her brain clear and foggy at the same time, and she loved it.
The thin white skirt around her ankles pulled at her like a child tugging on his mother's arm, wanting her to keep moving. But she did not keep moving. She didn't want to keep moving.
The cold bit at her bare arms and face. The silk stockings around her feet felt odd against the misting rain. She was in 19th century New York City, and an infamous season was about to arrive: Winter.
She didn't know, of course, and she wouldn't care if she did know.
If only she saw how she looked that night, if only she knew….
A teenage girl with thin brown hair trapped in snarls that went just past her waist, hopelessly so. Her skin, pale as ivory, as though she hadn't felt the Sun's warmth in years. Her thin white dress and silk covered feet, not near enough to keep her warm on this night. And her eyes. Her eyes would've scared the toughest man on the streets. Her eyes proved how crazy she was. The ice blue seemed to shine silver with twisted glee and a demented mindset. It was like the last few years she had been haunted by a ghost that locked her in the closet.
Though no one could tell, no one was looking into the ally anyway, she was painfully thin beneath her dress, half starved. Which didn't help with the look of madness, the thinness of her face, how gaunt it looked.
But she couldn't see herself; she hadn't seen herself in years.
She didn't care that unconsciousness took her quickly. In fact, she fell to the ground with a smile.