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My body was having a weird reaction to the girl.
Amy, I believe that's what she said her name was.
I couldn't even remember my last Christmas.
This girl, this sweet, shy, good girl...
Turned my world upside down.
I felt my heart swell, I never ever dreamed of finding happiness.
My life truly ended the night my mother was killed.
But I felt my life could begin again with Amy.
What will this mean for me?
Will I give up killing, will mother approve?
I held my Christmas gift ( the girl) close to myself.
I absentmindedly ran my fingers through her shoulder length brown hair.
She thought the shirt was her present to me when in reality it was her.
Sleep would not come, but I wasn't going to leave my girl's side.
My girl,listen to me I actually have a girlfriend.
Me the Camp Crystal lake killer.
Me the freak show, the monster...
I heard her mutter my name and felt her try to get even closer to me.
I tighten my hold on her and rubbed her back.
My body felt on fire, and my manhood was hard ,very hard.
I didn't understand it, I heard her mutter something else.
(I love u).
My hand stilled on the small of her back, did she just say she loved me?
She slowly opened her eyes and peered down at me.
Jason are you ok?
I nodded my head,she kissed the corner of my mouth.
I returned the kiss...

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