Soon he would be able to touch her, to feel the warmth of her blood. When the time came, nothing would stop him.
DON'T TELL YOUR SECRETS. A whisper can betray you. DON'T EVER STOP. They will always find you. DON'T TRUST ANYONE. Not even yourself.
Their attention was focused on the strange kid who wore black eyeliner and dressed as if every day was a funeral.
Smiles were rare in this house. Smiles had to be bought and paid for.
The best way of keeping a low profile was to immerse himself in the mundane. Act like them, talk like them. A smile, a joke was all it took - at least during the day. The night was his own.
