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Some call me bad luck.
Some call me unlucky.
Some call me their worst nightmare.
Most fear me.
Most scream when they see me.
And I smile.
I smile because it's what I love the best.
Their fear.
I love it, when it goes through their eyes when I point the gun and shoot them dead.
I love how pale they turn when they hear me chuckle.
I just love the sound of their rapidly beating hearts against their chest.
But when she comes along, that's where my true demon cones out. That's where I love it the most when I scare her and become her worst nightmare.
I'll break her.
I'll break that fiery little soul of hers.
And I'll laugh when it's in my hands
