Yes, that picture up above (if you can see it) is me...
I'll spare you the details of how I was made...
Who am I, you ask?
I am Blood. Wolf Blood...
GoldEn has mentioned me a few times in her book... But seems like no one cares.
Oh, you think I'm going to cry about that? Psssshh. Fuck no. I don't give a dam if you don't care. I don't care if you know of my existence, or even read this...
This isn't for you: it's for me. I'm trying a new mechanism of keeping calm and sane. How come?
You see, I am the volcano of pent up bad emotions of my original... All anger, sadness, grudges, hate, insanity, ect.
I keep it all inside, and when it's too much, I lash out. And it's not a pretty sight...
My outbursts are what gets me into immense amounts of trouble. I get hunted down a lot by everyone. Seems like the whole world hates me, and I can't do anything but hate them back.
The only person that kept me sane was, well, GoldEn.
She was the only one that could calm me down.
That is, until HE entered in my life...
I think I'm giving away too much...
Let's start, shall we?
~WB
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Caught At The Carousel At Midnight
Fanfiction********************** I ran faster than lightning through the rain, pulling him along behind me for him to keep up. "Come on! The cops are almost catching up!" I yelled. "I'm TrYinG aS fAsT aS I-" I hear a gun shot go off behind me and Wilford fal...
