September 8th 1994: the first date

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Well um. It wasn't what I imagined... her hair was blood red for other reasons, those eyes where of no normal tide, it seemed to look like starving orphans where drowning in that sinful gaze she was putting upon me. Her smile put me into a trance in which I wanted to end my life, the dreadful evil that was shown was far beyond description to any human identity.

I just wish I never went on that stupid date, now I'm here , trapped in this dark room with a tea set in front of me with dolls as my guests. However I cannot talk about her in the way I have she'd kill me, we're boyfriend and girlfriend now, however consent is as forgotten as that gaze she used to give during third grade, now look at it , like a demon possessed her she's completely gone mentally, what remains is a walking and talking definition of the word nightmare.

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