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"Why do little boys stay quite, after their daddies beat them?"
"Why is it that little girls smile, after their teacher violate them?"
"It the adults fault. Too much pepper, I believe. If they ate little bit more strawberry treats, I'm sure they would act much more sweeter."
He smiled.
The screaming was still happening. After a while, the screams turned to sobs.
The mother grabbed her daughter and with ease, she broke her left arm.
"Queenie."
A nudge.
"My Queen."
When I was done, I kissed him softly. His blood was sweet. I only fed him fruits, and sweets. Sometimes good veggies. So of course, he was delicious. And sweet.
"You don't plan to fucking talk to me. You plan on fucking me. Then your daughter."
I was disgusted.
He was a nightmare.
The man screamed. He screamed like hell.
But her mother, why, she's dead.
Well, you tried fucking the wrong kid, mister.
"That'll teach you."
"Come In".
I don't like adults. I don't trust them.
I will protect you. I will be your strength. All I want is you. I will protect you as long as I'm with you. And even after. If I fade away, I will protect you even then. Even if you can't see me, I'll be your strength.
It was made up of her childhood dreams, memories, nightmares, and tales.
She's in danger of her own mind.
"Ah, see there, she's awake."
"Madman hears you"
"Madman listens"
"Madman is here"
"Madman"
The boy was also embellished with beautiful garments.
"You look gorgeous." I smiled and replied, You do too! You came out terrific.! I'm glad."
All of my creation, from one single mind. My mind. I made this world. This world is mine. And now, I was going to share it with someone. My King.
"Make a wish"
"Happy Birthday, My King."


Mood: sickly but creative
Music: Frou Frou - Let Go
Working On: CG, ch.3, website

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