Synopsis
His low whispers "love me, love me"
That's all I ask for "love me, love me"
He pounded his little fists to feel something. He wanted to know what it feels like to touch and feel something.
Monster.
How should I feel?
Creatures lie here.
Looking through the windows.
That night he caged her, bruised and broke her.
He grabbed her violently and stole her. Purple wrists and then her ankles. Silent pain
Then gradually he saw that her nightmares were his dreams. I will hear his voices. I am a glass child. I am Hannah's remorse.
Monster.
How should I feel? Turn the sheets. Murder with pillow. There is a hot tub. Bath in kerosene. His words tattooed in her veins. Now the game has turned!
"- You're not going anywhere. - He said hugging me. - You had your chance! Now you will be mine forever!"
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View profileQuem sou eu? Poderia descrever-me fisicamente, falar da minha personalidade, do que gosto, mas pra falar a verdade, eu não quero. Infeli...
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