Hiya! Kidd here with a new story. I hope I can finish this one... Anywho, I'm aware the formats a little funky, it's suppose to be, it has a 'hidden' message in it. Not all chapters will be like this, cuz it took forever to write! The format for this was inspired by Ellen Hopkins' novels, I've read Burned and Identical. Both very good.
Murders are suppose to be bad right?
Bringing death
To everyone around them. I guess
that's how most people view them. But
not me, If it wasn't for a certain murder
I would be dead. He was there to save
me. I was so grateful, I gave him food,
a safe place for him to come back to.
A beautiful friendship blossomed
between us. He was keeping me
alive. Keeping me alive, and for that, I
am thankful to him. Without his
kindness, I would have taken my own
life. I would have been sent straight to
hell from
here . That boy was truly my Saviour.
He understood me, much more then
my dead parents did. He knew what
it was like to do bad things. He knew
what it was like to have someone be
better than knew envy. He
knew me. He knew me better than
I knew myself.
It was scary to know I lost myself
like that. But it was nice to have
someone to help
me find myself
again. He was there to help
To make me better. For the time
he was in my life I considered
myself human again. I considered
myself whole. He was the one that
could fix
my broken soul, I was saved. I was saved
by a fallen angel before I fell completely.
I was loved again. Then the day came,
for his final murder. He confessed his
love, promised he wouldn't get hurt,
he would see me again. Did you really
promised me?
That was just another painful hope lost.
Iffy, huh? I know the words to the side may be off a little, I lined them up the best I could. Read, Review and all that good stuff.
~Kidd