Since i was a kid, i've been obsessed of love, I craved for love, I had needed love. But i always felt used, beaten or borrowed and i came to a conclusion one day. That corollary was that people who couldn't love right, didn't deserve to live. they needed to be taught a lesson, and i was the teacher.
Luckley, i was born perfect. i had black hair, blue eyes, and i was skiny and tall. I have a charm you know, i get every girl i need and want. I had my first love at i'll say at about 13? Her name was rose. She was soft like a rose, but she still had thorns. she had chestnut hair and hazel eyes, oh what a beauty she was.
When i met her she was so special. As her first kiss, i gave her everything. She was gave me love, happiness, and trust but she also gave me hatred, pain and a stab of heart. She hurt me so bad when she left me, the worst part is that she laughed when i begged her... and the best part, is that now she's dead. When i let her go into the dirty river, i took back the neclace i choked her with and burned it.
She told me once that i was crazy... for a joke of corse. But was it? No, it wasn't well, anymore that is.
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Rose
Mystery / Thriller17 year old, Alexander (alex) is a murderer. He falls for the girls as much as they to him and soon enough he finds a reason to kill them. And whose fault is it? The girl with cheasnut hair, the girl that broke his heart, that girl is rose. Will thi...
