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January 28, 1995
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He pinned me against the tree. These hollow woods made this scenery more dark and twisted. I'd stare at him. I feared him, but didn't. "You shouldn't have come here," He said, his knife at the tip of my chin. "And why shouldn't I have?" I ask. He'd put the knife up to my neck, putting the slightest pressure against. This twisted sicko stood in front of me. He may or may not be stronger, but I took a risk. I quickly grabbed both of his arms, pushing him away. Just a bit though. But it was far enough for me to quickly run. So I shot for it. I ran away as fast as I could. His foot steps followed behind me. I may or may not die today. But it didn't matter right now. I ran and ran until I tripped. My face was in the ground. I slowly look up, but as I do so, my head just goes right back down. He had me again... His knee was on my back. I was down and couldn't get up. Tears just fell down my face. I felt my hair being pulled away from my neck, to the side of my head. I just clench my fists crying. "Aw... Don't cry... This will all be over soon... But it won't be quick." He said. He was a crazy psycho path that had me to the ground. I felt his cold knife gently go down my neck, all the way to my back. The knife stopped where my heart was. I shook. "P-please... D-don't..." I beg. He didn't seem to care for a second. But something quickly changed. He got off of me. All the pressure went away. I turn over crying. Strands of my black hair were in my face. He stared at me. ~To Be Continued~
I am a young girl looking for a career to look up to and being here on Deviantart gives me a better seeing of what I want to do in my future. I sing, write, draw (Digital and irl), and I also play piano and guitar, making my own songs.
Favorite visual artistI don't really have one.Favorite moviesTwilight Saga SeriesFavorite TV showsVampire Diaries, Vampire Knight, Diabolik LoversFavorite bands / musical artistsBlack Veil Brides, Sleeping With Sirens, Falling In Reverse, Pierce The Veil, Get Scared, Evanescence, Green Day, Three Days Grace, Motionless In White, New Years Day, Ronnie Radke, Andy Black, Eminem, Machine Gun KellyFavorite booksTwilight Saga Series, My Boyfriends A Vampire (Manga)Favorite writersStefanie MeyerFavorite gamesLegend Of Zelda, MinecraftFavorite gaming platformXBoxTools of the TradeI use pencils and go over drawings with either permanent marker or pen.