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Consider It a DiseaseIs like a bomb that's about to hitConsider It a Disease by ~BlazeJokerLace
A errie thought that takes over
When life get hard
We give up
Therefore it seems like death is the only answer
You wish your friends and family can stop you
But only you can stop yourself
Don't let negatively become a disease
You're stronger then that
Life will get better down the road
Is the truth but only so few can believe in so
Sadist - Chapter 7Sadist - Chapter 7 by *GingaAkam
It’s late, and dark. There are hardly any people around, but still Zehnder walked around like he normally does. Esther is following him, joyful that she can finally be with him. Zehnder walked silently, and when he passes by anyone he only turns his head slightly to look at them; they never notice. He seemed to be looking for a worthy candidate.
After walking around for about an hour and a half, Zehnder finally sees someone that he feels like killing. The person seems to be young, maybe still or just out of college. They were walking a large dog, a German Shepard.
Zehnder muttered under his breath “What the hell kind of idiot
Sadist - Chapter 6Sadist - Chapter 6 by *GingaAkam
The tall man stood there, the yellow glaring eyes on his bandanna staring at her. He didn’t say anything, just looked. Esther saw him turn his head slightly, looking at the dead body of Ron, and then back to her. Finally her took the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it to the ground.
“H-how long have you been standing there?” Esther asked. The tall man stared at her; she was beginning to have a small doubt that he even could talk at all. But then he uttered a short laugh and responded.
“About the time you started shattering the bones in his left hand.” He laughed again, and then was silent. He stared a
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