For all of you who are reading this. Please note that this is just a stroy. I do not have any mental problems and I am not going to kill myself. This is simply a little story I wrote for people to enjoy.

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Why does death haunt us? It haunts us like a snake hunts down its prey. We fear it, we try to run but can never escape. It intoxicates us, we breath it in everyday. As time ticks by, we lose a second of our life... slow, fragile pieces break away from our beating hearts. Every breath we take, we lose a piece of our life... our very existence fading right before our own eyes...

She runs... she runs from death. Her beautifully glazed eyes shine bright in the shadows of the crescent moon. Tears trinkle down her soft cheeks, shimmering like crystal. Blood... stains of crimson liquid drip from her pores. Memories of pain stab her broken heart. The lives she took and the souls she stole flash before her eyes. They pleeded, they begged and cried for their lives to be spared. But no one spares them... not even their own daughter. She swings her blade, ripping and tearing their flesh apart. Blood spewing from their massacered bodies. And they fall... fall like inscects swated to the ground.

She runs from this pain, but can't get away. She wants to die, but is afraid of her sins. Why won't the bleeding stop? The deep bleeding of her heart. It pains, it kills her. Why, why won't this pain leave!? ... But it won't... why... why must I wait... wait til' the last tear I shed falls to the Earth... and washs away my sins... only then... will I continue to live