I don't want to,
But I must.
I must take you away.
They won't be anyone else but.
I don't know much about love.
I don't even know how that feels.
I know when I am near you,
I felt things I never felt before.
I don't know much but, when
I am not near you.
I know you are the reason for all those strange feelings that made me happy.
I never knew what happiness was before you.
I will not let you go even if you don't love me.
I'll make sure you do it before I die.
My little world of happiness.







"Help!" He cried out in a dry tone as if something was stocked up his throat, as I stitched his left eye down. "Nobody is here to help you uncle J," bitterly I assured him.
"No!!!" He screamed as quietly as a mouse, you could till his ends were near. He had already lost his voice. "No! No!" He begged in a muffled voice that sounded far away as I stitched his eye right down. "He is no longer allowed to see." His death will be remembered by everyone, he will beg me to kill him but I won't, his death will be slow and painful. "Kill me!" He cried.


I smiled, "No!" I hissed at him.

"Why!" He questioned. I laughed at him,
"Because I said so."

"Kill me!! Kill me!! Kill me!!" He cried quietly and you could barely hear him.



I smiled at him, "You know Uncle J, my parents loved you so much, yet you torture them to death but you hate us, and yet you want to have a quick death."


"Quick!" He let out, "This is more painful than death itself."

"Good!" I nodded, " Now you know the way we felt when you torture our parents to death, right...