Notes

Fear, pain, bloodlust.

I never understood why I have such dreams at night.

I always wait.

For someone

To save me.

I never understood why I felt this way.

I always had this voice.

In the back of my head.

Killing any human emotion.

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Don't let the other people tell you what to do.

It's just a childish thought though.

It's not. Freedom is freedom. There is no freedom in this jail. And you KNOW that you are not the only child in this jail. This prison. I seek freedom and I WILL get it. In less than three weeks.

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No one can possibly get enough of anything these days unless you don't have anything. You never know how good your life is unless you know how bad it can get.

Ever since Halloween, I've had this cold voice in my head. Telling me about freedom. I think her name was...

Selene? (may change soon)

this is what i have so far for a new story