Scream and cry. If you dont we're going to beat the Shit of that Dog
You never laugh or cry Its creepy
And whats up with those Horns? FREAK!
Wow A dog its so Cute!  I wont tell them I Promise




Perhaps those boys were right. Those faceless phantoms, they were right.
I am not Human.
I am not worthy of care.
I am not worthy of love.
I dont deserve family or friends anymore.
I dont have a place to belong.
I am a monster who above all enjoys killing pepole.

Only becasue I am a little bit diffrent from every one else.. But they are wrong, the ones that are truly inhuman.. The ones that are monsters.. Are them.

All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming


They killed him. They didn't even hesitate. Perhaps were not so diffrent after all. The one that held the vase sure looked surpised when I killed the one behind me. Both of them are backing up now. When your Misrable you need someone that is more Misrable then yourself. It seemed to make sense. Stopping in front of the two I picked up my dog, my friend He was still warm.

Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground

The one that held him down will be the next to go. How he cried when I lifted him into the air screams and pleas for forgiveness. I will show him the same mercy he showed my friend. Slowly I sent out a vector twisting his arm backwards. It let out a horrible crack before compeltly detatching itself from the body. Crimsion rivers flew from the hole now joining the arm in the floor. I quickly did the same to the other. I think I was laughing at this point. Holding the lifeless body closer to me I aporched him.  He was in a bloody crying heap now. How pathetic. But I will grant him the mercy of death.

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're bloody down in front of me

I now removed both the limbs for the off chance he was going to run away and get help, but no one can help them now. He continued screaming loudly now His so called friend remained forzen to the spot. The Traitor...that back stabbing bitch was now under a desk. My eyes now  turned back to him. Two vectors finshed this. I slolwy twisted the head off like one would remove a jar from a lid before sending the body parts flying. My eyes turned to the one that now dropped the vase and was running crying. "MONSTER" I sent a chair hurling towards him.

Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny? What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're bloody down in front of me

He never got back up standing on his wrists I looked down at him (relfecting this later I would never do it again in a skirt) He was begging for his life. Smiling slighlty a slipped a vector into his chest he gasped in surpise as a fished around inside him. Someone so cold can be so warm on the inside. This puzzled me.

I stopped at his heart. It was beating so very fast he must of been very scared. He doenst deserve a painless death.

All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

Removing my vectors now they fell on his eyes I slowly pushed them in as bubbles of blood rose with his screaming. His lower torso thrashing around. Half mindedly I removed it sending it flying. It hit the wall with a 'splat' leaving a smear of blood as it slowly sank to the floor. He stopped moving awhile after that. Boy that was fast.

Someone grabbed me.. That tratior! She was crying. I slowly turned to her sobs "Why are you doing this I'm your friend"  My Friend? I have no frineds anymore. Raising my foot I knocked her to the floor. My lips that had remained silent spoke the words of her death

"Traitor.."

All my friends are gone,
they died gonna take you down
They all screamed, and cried gonna take you down
Never gonna forget, never forget, how we hate the world
Never gonna forget, never forget, how we hate the world
Never gonna forget, never forget, how we hate the world
Never gonna forget, never forget, how we hate the world
Gonna take you down

If she would of sat still I wouldn't of had to crack her spine in half like I did. Though the display of the upper torso trying to drag the useless flesh behind her was amusing.

She was now screaming for help, the teachers, someone, anyone, anything. My Vectors appared on the side of her face moving her lower jaw sharlpy to the side. It snapped loudly before hanging loosely by the flesh of the face.

    I watched her for a minute flopping around in a useless pool of blood and pain. "Why?" I asked her now twisting her arms forcing her into the air. She was like the other boy, so cold yet so warm. I quickly changed that by yanking her stomch though the hole I had made. Her insides slowly slid out of that hole falling into a heap where I left her cropse. With the other ragdolls laying behind her.

All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
and Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming


I didnt bother looking down until I got to those trees in the moutain, my refuge. Blood now ran down my front and my arms. Most of it belonging to my friend.(blood that would never really wash off)  

He never did anything. He never hurt them but they still killed him. Becasue I AM different. The tratior handed him over and they killed him without remorse. The fact that I did that and it didnt bother me perhaps the fact I found plesure in doing it scared me. Is this what makes me so unhuman? Diclonius? The horns on my head?

All of my hate cannot be bound
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
and Beat me to the ground I will see you screaming

Never Again Can I trust a Human. In the end they all grow fickle. They all leave just becasue Im a little bit diffrent then them. They are so cold, impure, disgusting. If I am a monster what are they?


I sunk to my knees, the ground was so cold up here so cold where I laid him to rest. Like a Human Heart.