Drip, drip, drop is the last sound I heard before my soul drowned in despair. Although I was cheerful, pretty girl with a lot of dreams, only dream of mine now is to find peace. I don’t know how, but only thing I know is that I need to try my hardest to put peace in this dam rotten, ruff place which some people still manage to call home-Earth. However I am happy that I don’t need to call it home anymore, main reason for that - is that living in this dam place, not entertaining at all - most entertainment I felt is when I was vanishing from this doomed place. Isn’t it makes you want to cry? At least for me it something to cry about…But no time to think such pitiful thoughts! I invisible as I was before but I can make the change, no this time I will make the change!
I need to help other victims of that pure-blood devil, the devil with no soul just with lust of seeing other pain. Only thing he wants to see is suffer, hear screams and enjoy it from the bottom of his heart. At least I am happy about last moment of my suffer which I felt , because I was expressionless, emotionless somehow I managed to make him feel frustrated … so I died but died happy making him fell empty- dead inside.
Most funny thing is that I loved him from the bottom of my heart and he was so cruel. I guess I was like little lost puppy to him, I was so attached to him that I didn’t saw his true intentions, he just fooled me and throw me away, he didn’t show any mercy at all just an slight smile when I said ‘’I love you’’. So all and all I will never forget when we met first time because it decided my fate.
I remember it as it was yesterday - December 19th, 1842. It was snowy evening, looked like storm going to come and actually it did, storm came straight in to my heart. When I saw him in dim light, his eyes looked at me like sky clear crystals- they stabbed me as fast as a lighting, in the storm which was about to come. I never saw such a perfect features man, he was almost