*figure's pov*
I must help her,
the girl i love.
My Aimee.
I look Into My own Green eyes through the mirror and slip on my mask.
I sneak into her room, smiling softly as i pick up the story from her nightstand.
she's such a good writer!
Now for my instructions.
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I throw my black gloves in the garbage dispozal and destroy the evidence of my last killing.
I look around the house, it is 11:30 at night, after i killed Chester, i hung out in the park.
I sneak into My Aimee's room and look at her sleeping figure.
Oh how i admire her body!
The beautiful curves,
the Bouncy Black hair.
The way her voice is so Adult.
I hope she's proud of me!
i got rid of that bitch Aria and that jerk Chester for her!
i hope she Loves me!
I love her,
more then she will ever know.
