Broken

Oooooohhhh wooowwww

He was like death himself. But i didnt care. He was a cold blooded killer. I murder just like me. Sadly, one day i will forget him. I will not remember the love that i had for him. I will try to kill him. And stop who ever gets in my way. I do not want to hurt the poor boy. And i know that he wont let me. He would kill me if he really wanted to. But i know the real him. The real boy hiding behind that mask. It was a battle that could never be won. My name is Sarah and i have a pretty crazy story to share with you all ♥.... ~Part One~ "I thought you werent coming til tomorrow." I chuckled. Jackson walked over next to me, "Surprise visit?" I smiled, "When will the next one be? In a million years?" "Hey, you never know. We cant die remember?" He said smiling. I chuckled and slowly shook my head, "You cant die. Your already dead. I can die. Im still not fully immortal yet." He sat down next to me, "Hey, dont think about all of this like that. You'll find your future someday." There was a long pause of silence. Jackson put an arm around me, "Just remember, ill always be here for you no matter what happens. Even after death, you know that i can still be in your life."

.....This is also like the PERFECT explanation of how my life used to be. I have black eyes, dark black hair, and I usually wear a green hoodie. :O

THIS IS DEEP. I really like it! :D

His black eyes completed my world. He had dark brown hair and always wore a dark green hoodie. I fell in love with him the first day our eyes connected. He walked up to me. I walked up to him. He said hello, I said hi. But.. that was when i was... normal. Now and days he comes to visit me in my prison of despair and pain. We talk for hours to come. The last time he visited me was 5 days ago. We sat on a purple tree trunk and talked until i fell asleep on his shoulder. The next morning i woke up to he that he had left. I wait for him everyday on that same trunk. Waiting. Watching. Listening. The first thing i noticed about him, was his slender white skin. it amazed me. He was such a dark, handsome and evil boy. But his skin sparkled and shined like an angel would. I really did love him. But did he love me? I would think about that question every night. Every night i died a little inside because of it. And every night to come i will slowly kill myself from the inside out..

As i sit here alone i think about my life. What i have been through. What i am going through. Why this all happened. The horror that was yet to come. My transformation was not complete and i understood that. I still had history to forget. Friends to destroy. I could feel the power run through me everyday. I always thought that i was the most powerful being in this world. until i met.. him.

Darkness was my world. The shadows were my friends. The moon was my ruler. I am a terrifying person. No... i am no person. I am a monstrous beast. I live in the depths of the forest killing any human i come across. I was not born this way. But it is who i had become. People use to misunderstand me. I was always the one running. Running away from not only them, but myself. Now they are the ones running, screaming, dying. I never wanted this. But i had no control. i was damned to live a life of despair... I had heard of the legend. The legend of the one who would set me free of this pain. But they have not yet crossed my path. I am a powerful beast with more human features than you can imagine...