﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>thinkidlovetodiealone's Xanga</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from thinkidlovetodiealone</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Wednesday, August 01, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/607563798/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/607563798/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 19:53:38 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "RONNIE IT'S A FUCKING PAIR OF SHOES WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!"&amp;nbsp; I screamed at Ronnie trying to make him run faster. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "THEY COST ME THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS I'M NOT LEAVING THEM!!" He howled back, stopping right where he stood. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "GODDAMNIT LET THEM GO WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!!!" &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "NO!" Ronnie screamed as I tried to wrestle the heels out of his arms. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "SHUT UP YOU WHINY BITCH THEY'RE GOING TO HEAR YOU!" I growled throwing the shoes on the ground and cupping my palm over his mouth. I listened carefully to my surroundings, the humans were catching up, but not very fast. There was something else in the air, a low buzzing noise.&amp;nbsp;A sulfur smell started to burn my nose.&amp;nbsp;I didn't know what it was, but I didn't like it either.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;SMALL&gt;"Shhhh, we have to keep moving," &lt;/SMALL&gt;I whispered, slowly tiptoing away. The humans weren't the only thing we had to worry about. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What's going on?" Ronnie said softly pulling away from me.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Something is after us besides those guys from the shed" I replied, picking up our pace trying to keep as quiet as possible. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What is it?" &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Stupid if&amp;nbsp; I knew I would've told you," I muttered angrily. Sometimes I really want to hurt that moron.&amp;nbsp;The buzzing noise was getting louder and fast. It was so familiar but&amp;nbsp; I couldn't place where I had heard it before. That smell, it rose up in the air almost clogging my nostrals.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Can you smell that...?" I whispered, holding my arm out to stop Ronnie.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Smell what?"&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "HEY I THINK I HEARD SOMETHING!!!" One of the humans shouted. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Shit!" I gasped, shoving Ronnie and myself up against a tree. The smell of sulfur was almost unbearable, yet Ronnie couldn't smell it. I was guessing the police couldn't either. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Well look what we have here, a little vamcidal breaking her oath," A familiar voice chuckled. I whirled around seeing a group of vampires cornering us, closing in slowly.&amp;nbsp;The barrier! How could I have forgotten so easily!?&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What do you want I'm not that far outside of the barrier," I said, forcing fear from my voice. They could do things to me that were beyond worse then death. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You may be inside the outer ring of the barrier," the vampire that seemed to be the leader said cooly,"but you have a human with you, now what would you be doing with one of those?"&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "It's my business-"&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Not here it isn't, give us the mortal and we'll be rid of you quickly,"&amp;nbsp;One of the other vampires smirked drawing his sword. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Beth, what's going on?" Ronnie whispered, clearly terrified. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Sorry Ronnie I'm going to have to do this sooner then&amp;nbsp; I thought I would," I whispered back, twisting him in front of me and digging my teeth into his throat. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "NO!!" the vampire leader shrieked rushing towards me. Ronnie was writhing in agony as my venom rushed into his blood stream. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "HEY THERE THEY ARE!!!" a human guard roared, all of them coming this way.&amp;nbsp;Panicing the vampires disapeared, fearing the mortals would see them. Ronnie choked and struggled, his muscles and organs mutating under his skin. I released him, wiping his blood from my face, watching him scream on the ground. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "POLICE DROP ALL YOUR WEAPONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!" an officer shouted, pointing his handgun at me. Six more men surrounded me, all of them pointing their guns at me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ronnie come over here," I said calmly, reaching out towards him as he began to relax.&amp;nbsp;He started to respond when one of the mortals grabbed him and pulled him away from me. I rolled my eyes, they obviously couldn't see how stupid that was.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ronnie, kill him and you'll feel better," I said as I lifted my hands to the back of my head. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Spread your legs," the man that approached me commanded, pushing my thighs apart.&amp;nbsp;I whipped around, punching him as hard as I could, busting his skull in. The man screamed and I ripped his head from his shoulders. The man holding Ronnie screamed as Ronnie ripped open his rib cage and dug his teeth into his stomach. I cackled and came after the other men. This was going to be a good partnership after all.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/607563798/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, July 21, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/605346373/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/605346373/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 13:18:57 GMT</pubDate><description>It was dark and I was terrified as Beth led me deeper into the woods. I knew to keep quiet because if I didn't I'd be like every other person that she was stashing in the hang out. We kept running for a good hour until she stopped.&lt;BR&gt;"Ronnie your probably really confused right now. I'm going to tell you something and you can believe me if you want but if you don't fine."&lt;BR&gt;"Yea, I mean first of all I come to the hang out to see why you didn't want me there and then I see one of our classmates dead on the floor and you eating her. I mean I know we all have problems but Jesus Christ yours are way out of hand. Oh and would if I don't believe you?"&lt;BR&gt;"I'll kill you." Those words that she said made me scared just because I know she would.&lt;BR&gt;"Well I guess there is no other choice than for me to believe you." I said as I was rolling my eyes at her.&lt;BR&gt;"I am a Vamcidal"&lt;BR&gt;"What the fuck is that?" I asked really confused at what a vamcidal is if shes trying to say shes a vampire this has to be a joke.&lt;BR&gt;"Well, I don't have time to explain right now. We have to get away from this town before they find me and well you also." She said and grabbing my arm again and dragging me even farther into the unknown. I was starting to worry into what kind of trouble I was getting myself into.&lt;BR&gt;"Beth can we stop now? You know these heels are killing me" &lt;BR&gt;"No we can't unless you want us killed tonight. If we stop now those men will catch up and we will be caught" She said very serious. She was making a lot of sense. But my feet were really killing me and I felt a tear escape from my eye.&amp;nbsp; "Fine will fucking switch shoes sense your such a crybaby! You think out of all the people I could of picked to be as my partner I picked you. The little boy who complains and cries all the fucking time!" This time I had nothing to say back to her. All though what did she mean by partner? </description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/605346373/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, July 16, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/604262576/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/604262576/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 04:01:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn't need Ronnie here tonight, not when I've planned this for so long. He amuses me, but he's becoming too suspicious, too knowing. I don't like it, why can't that whiny bitch mind his own business? I shrugged away the thought, stepping up to the shack and flinging open the door. There lay Brittany Covington, the stupid snob that's been trying to get to me since day one. Hate letters, pranks, you name it she's done it. Now I've done what she's wanted to do to me, left her bound and sobbing in the dark.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Hello Brittany my bestest friend!" I laughed skipping around her, she turned her head wildly trying to keep track of my every movement. I hopped over her and danced to a loose floorboard in the middle of the room. I slowly leaned over to pull it away from what it was hiding, I wanted to scare her as much as possible. I slowly removed a rusty butcher knife and set it right in her vision range. I smirked at her muffled cries and aimlessly continued to shuffle through the hole. She squirmed and struggled as I pulled out my real weapon, a shiny new hatchet&amp;nbsp; fresh from my mom's ex boyfriend's shed. I grinned leaving the knife and standing up. There was no need to put away my suplies, no one would be coming here for a long time. I turned slowly, biting my lip to fight back laughter at her sobs from behind the tape. I strolled over smiling down at her horrified form slowly getting on my knees and laying on top of her. I smiled, pushing her hair from her face before digging my knife straight into her face, right in the nasal cavity where the tissue was softest. She writhed for a moment, screams muffled by the thin line of silver.Then I drove the steel deeper still, silencing her for good. I smiled at her limp form, looking over her destroyed face, leaning in to suck up the blood. I tasted the sweet bitter taste and dug my teeth deep in the flesh of her cheeks, sucking and savoring each bite.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU" a man screamed, I jumped and looked up. Standing there was not a man, but an overly tall blonde woman. I rolled my eyes and stood up, pulling the knife from Ms. Covington.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "W-What are you" the lady gasped in a manly voice, backing away as I started forward towards her. She couldn't live after seeing this. The woman recoiled until she was up against the closet door.I grinned and rushed her, pinning her against the wall. She howled in shock and fell back against the door throwing her into my own personal graveyard. Poor bitch, landing right in a pile of rotten bodies. Wait, what was....? I leaned forward looking at the lump in her underwear, then looking up to see her wig had fallen off revealing none other then...&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ronnie....?" I said raising my eyebrows, I took another glance while he still continued to scream. My lip trembled and my shoulders shook with the effort to hold back laughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "STUPID HOMOCIDAL BITCH HOW COULD YOU!!" He screamed trying to get up and falling facefirst onto my first grade teacher. I burst into manical laughter, almost falling over with how abosolutly hilarious it was.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "DON'T FUCKING LAUGH IT ISN'T FUNNY," He growled, tears streaming down his face, slipping over bodies.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Aww what? Did your dress get ruined?" I giggled.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "YES IT DID ASSHOLE,"He shouted trying to get out.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Oh shut up Ronnie you stupid Homo," I snorted grabbing his arm and dragging him up. He was covered in writhing maggots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Don't fucking call me that stupid slut, you're nothing without you're stupid knives!!" He sneered trying to shove around me. I grabbed his hair, wrenching his head back and sticking my knife to his throat.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You mean this knife gay boy, you aren't going anywhere now,"I hissed.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "HEY WHAT'S GOING-oh my god..." A man stood at the door, gawking at the dead girl. I quickly threw down Ronnie and threw my knife at the man. It went straight into his heart. He doubled over in shock and pain.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "HEY HANK YOU FIND HER YET?" another man shouted. Shit. My heart was racing as I grabbed Ronnie and slowly led him towards the back of the shack.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "DON'T-" Ronnie started to complain, I shoved my gore covered hand over his mouth, continuing towards the hole in the back of the shed.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Hank what's going-dear god christ in heaven, MIKE LOOK AT THIS," The other man called after coming in, his mustache&amp;nbsp;ruffling with &amp;nbsp;each word. Ronnie said something I couldn't understand as we stepped outside.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Whoa! look at this closet there's go-" another man voice which I assumed to be "Mike" gasped as I fled, hobbling under Ronnie's weight.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "HEY WHERE YOU OFF TO!!" Mike shouted starting after us. I let go of Ronnie's neck, grabbing his arm and breaking into a run, I couldn't stay here anymore. &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/604262576/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, July 10, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/603162401/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/603162401/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 16:36:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 weeks was going by slowly and I wasn't about to spend it moping around the house until my mom said it was okay for me to go play. I had to do something but what? I then decided to call Beth.&lt;BR&gt;"Beth I'm sick of this house. I'm bored to death!"&lt;BR&gt;"Oh and what would you like me to do about it?" she said sarcasticly.&lt;BR&gt;"Beth I'm not in the mood. I was wondering if you wanted to meet in the hangout by the traintracks later tonight?"&lt;BR&gt;"Umm, I don't think thats a good idea..how about next week?"&lt;BR&gt;"Next week! No way. We have to go tonight. Why--" She cut me off with her screaming&lt;BR&gt;"Because I fucking said so! If your gonna be a crybaby about everything we don't even have to see eachother ever again. I'm sick of you whining about how your life is soo horrible. Grow up a little bit!"&lt;BR&gt;"Fine." I hung up the phone angry. How could my only friend say those things. Well I guess she really isn't a friend yet. I decided to go out to the hangout anyways just to see why she reacted so weirdly. I&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was 11:30pm I decided to dress up. Today was going to be the first time going in public looking like this and it was an exciting moment. I slipped on the leather hot pink dress that sucked to my hips so tight it made me attracted to myself. Then I pumped it up with a blonde curly wig that complemented my face so beautifully. Then came the makeup where I always like to go crazy. Black lipstick, Purple eyeliner, Orange/blue eyeshadow, a lot of blush, and glitter to top it off.&amp;nbsp;I looked stunning and I was almost ready but I forgot one thing. I looked for the perfect pair of shoes I ended up going with a high black boot which covered up a lot of my hairy legs. Now it was official I was ready to go. I climbed out my window so I wouldn't accidently wake her up.&lt;BR&gt;"Where should I go first" I asked myself in my most girly voice I could possibly pull off. I decided before hitting the hangout I would go get a drink at a bar and see what my looks pull off. You never know I might be able to order a beer. I noticed a man in the distance checking me out. I guess I must of looked good. I walked into the bar and everyone is looking at me. I felt like a star then I hear an outburst of laughter. I was then pretty sure everyone could tell I was a man. But instead of walking out I just sat down and asked for a beer. The woman didn't even card me. She brought the beer out.&lt;BR&gt;"Hey look kid, I know your not 21 but I feel bad for you." She whispered as she gave me the beer.&lt;BR&gt;"Thanks."&lt;BR&gt;I enjoyed the beer but when I looked at my watch I noticed it was getting late and I deciedd I should start heading towards the railroad tracks. After all the lights faded off from all the bars and shops it was getting really dark. I was kind of regretting my decicion for going out there but I had to do what I had to do. I knew Beth was hiding something from me and I had to find out....&lt;BR&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/603162401/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, June 11, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/597033768/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/597033768/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 15:57:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "So Ronnie, I haven't seen you around much. Did your mom catch you in another dress?" I smirked over the phone.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ugh, shut up, this time my mom thinks i'm doing drugs" He whispered. I swear he's probably hiding in his bathroom so his mom won't know he's on the phone. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Are you in the bathroom?" I asked while running my knife over the keyboard of my computer. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Uhhh yeah...." He whispered embarrassedly. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Haha, ok so why'd she think you're doing drugs were you hiding shit in your room?"&amp;nbsp;I laughed driving the knife into the desk top.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "No I had this crazy dream that you stabbed me and sucked my blood, and I guess I must have stabbed myself in my sleep or something and I woke up outside my house and so my mom freaked" He described. I laughed again, harder this time. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What's so funny?"&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "That is the most fucked up dream I've heard in the last fourty-eight hours" I laughed. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I know right! I don't even get why I'm grounded"&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Because it would make no sense to your mother" &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "RONNNIE I'M HOME" Ronnie's mom sang out.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "SHIT!! I gotta go dude" He cursed.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/597033768/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 07, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/596022202/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/596022202/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 01:38:30 GMT</pubDate><description>I was in the middle of a nightmare before&amp;nbsp;a throbbing headache awoke me. I awoke to the fresh morning air in my front yard. The nightmare consisted of&amp;nbsp;Beth cutting herself to show the love she had for me and then&amp;nbsp;making me drink from her. Then her cutting me and&amp;nbsp;drinking&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from me. I walked inside dizzy almost unable to make it to my front door. &lt;BR&gt;"Ronnie, what are you doing? What happened to your shoulder?" My mom looks at me terrified. "Mom, I'm going to bed and nothing happened to me, okay?" I swear sometimes my mom can be a little over dramatic on somethings. Okay I came home late I'm 16 years old I can take care of myself. "Ronnie I am serious something has happened to your shoulder! You are covered in blood!" I looked down to my shoulder and noticed the dry blood and some fresh blood. "Holyshit I am bleeding! What fuck happened?" I was now confused. What the hell was going on? What happened last night. Did my nightmare actually happen? "Ronnie we got to get you to the hospital right away, you look sick."&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Mom nothing happened to me last night, I dont even know what happened to my shoulder it probably got&amp;nbsp;cut when&amp;nbsp;I fell." My mom was really&amp;nbsp;angry at me because the doctor said my cut was deathly. I ended up having to get lots of blood put back in me sense&amp;nbsp;I lost so&amp;nbsp;much of&amp;nbsp;my own blood. The whole time my mom was asking me questions like am I on drugs or if I was drinking.&amp;nbsp;My mom didn't believe me that I did nothing last night and&amp;nbsp;she punished me. I was 2 weeks grounded.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; </description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/596022202/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 05, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595576779/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595576779/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 02:19:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;POV: Beth&lt;BR&gt;WB: Alissah&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P dir=ltr style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px" align=left&gt;"Ronnie, what did you see...?" I growled, he backed away looking horrified.&lt;BR&gt;"N-Nothing-"&lt;BR&gt;"Ronnie" I hissed, every step I took towards him he backed away. &lt;BR&gt;"Beth please I swear I didn't-" he started, I silenced him with a sharp blow in the face. He fell to the ground uncontious. I smiled as I picked up his limp body and began to make my way home. This was much better then forcing him to love me more, it's like my original plan but fun included. I laughed, then recoiled gasping, Ronnie was heavier then he looked. I walked in the back door, stepped over my drunk mother and dragged myself up the stairs. I dumped Ronnie in my desk chair, wading through the mess to get my tools. &lt;BR&gt;I have been watching him breath for a while, playing with my knife waiting for him to wake up. He would stir every once and a while, mostly he stayed the same. Ronnie's eyes soon began to open about 2 hours after I brought him here. He looked around in terror, shaking and whipping his head from left to right. &lt;BR&gt;"Hi Ronnie!" I laughed and I waved. He gawked at me in horror, like I was a psychotic maniac.Oh wait I AM A PSYCHO MANIAC. I laughed again, he recoiled in the chair a bit. &lt;BR&gt;"Aww Ronnie don't be scared, I still love you, I'll show you what I mean," I took the knife and dug it deep into my thigh. Blood rushed up and I hissed with pleassure. &lt;BR&gt;"No Beth don't" Ronnie whimpered. &lt;BR&gt;"What you don't like it?" I snorted, sometimes he could be such a baby. He just shook his head, duct tape rippling with every movement. I stood up and leaned over him, I unbandaged my wrist and cut it again. He turned away, I pushed his face so he looked at me. I forced my bleeding wound into his mouth. He gagged, wimpering and recoiling, I just laughed again.&lt;BR&gt;"Drink it" I pressed. He struggled a bit, blood running down his cheeks. &lt;BR&gt;"Swallow it now" I growled a bit more forcefully, pressing the knife against his throat. He sobed and swallowed, I could feel it running down from my wrist. Orgasmic. I took the knife away from his throat and dug it into his shoulder, leaning in and drinking hard. Ronnie stayed silent while I drank from him, god he tasted so good. It was strange drinking from a human again, after all those countless nights of drinking from animals. I knew he wanted to scream, beg me for mercy. Yet he stilled himself and let me have my fill. I pulled away, his face was drained of all color and he looked dead. I smiled again and cut him free, knowing he wouldn't get far anyways...&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595576779/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 05, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595563344/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595563344/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 00:38:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;POV: Ronnie&lt;BR&gt;WB: Sarah&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;*RING RING RING* --The school bell goes off 2nd period.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Second period was so boring, Beth wasn't in my class which is always a disappointment. I memorized her schedule. We have every class but 2 and that is History and Computer lab. I decide to block out what ever Mr.Mongo is saying and write my&amp;nbsp;lover a note.&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Saturday was fun &lt;STRIKE&gt;but a little creepy.&lt;/STRIKE&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I like you, Your special&amp;nbsp;Beth.&amp;nbsp;Wanna hang out&amp;nbsp;at the shack tomorrow night?&lt;BR&gt;Circle&amp;nbsp;Yes or&amp;nbsp;No and slip this in my locker.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Yes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got the note back and it was circled&amp;nbsp;No. With an attached note that said something about how I'm so childish and that there is nothing special about her besides that she likes to make people's life a living hell and that if I don't stop getting so mushy and calling her&amp;nbsp;my lover this whole friendship thing is over.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To make it worse my mother was still thinking&amp;nbsp;I'm gay I don't know how many times I have to say that I'm not before she really believes me. Shes taking me to some therapist&amp;nbsp;that make gay people turn straight. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Friday came around and my week was seeming to get a little better. Beth started talking to me again and she told me how we should meet eachother at the shack and she had&amp;nbsp;another suprise for me. I was expecting&amp;nbsp;her to follow me there again and then&amp;nbsp;jump on me but no it was totally&amp;nbsp;different. &lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I showed up to the shack but no one was there. It was quite&amp;nbsp;dark and scary in the shack alone. I&amp;nbsp;lit the only candle in the room that gave off somewhat of a glow. As soon as I did I&amp;nbsp;realized I'd rather sit here in the dark because my surroundings were much scarrier than the dark. Now&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;starting to understand why Beth only wanted to hang out here in the dark. It was creepy as hell.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The walls were dark and muddy with spiders&amp;nbsp;feasting on&amp;nbsp;all the dead bugs that they caught. There was one fridge&amp;nbsp;with mold all around the edges. Now I was beginning to smell all the sights. Something smelt dead. The mold was getting stronger each&amp;nbsp;minute I stared around. Then I decided to start leaving because Beth didn't seem to be showing up and it was one of those nights I got stood up. I made my way&amp;nbsp;to the door and there was a certain&amp;nbsp;part in the room where I stepped that it seemed like the&amp;nbsp;floor screamed with agony. I ignored and moved on. I was almost home when I seen Beth. "What are you doing? I said&amp;nbsp;meet me at the shack." she sounded angry at me. "Well I was there for 20 minutes and the room creeped me out so&amp;nbsp;I left." I&amp;nbsp;was wondering what she was gonna do to me. She was staring at me for a few seconds. Something was wrong with her eyes. They were glowing. "Are you okay?" I asked scared. I started backing away from her. She looked deadly.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595563344/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, June 04, 2007</title><link>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595557236/item/</link><guid>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595557236/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 23:43:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;POV: Beth&lt;BR&gt;WRITTEN BY: Alissah&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Leading Ronnie around my specail place. My home. I don't even know this guy that well and it's like I've invited him into the deepest part of my mind. I can't say he's "hot" or "sexy" but he is adorable. I do want the taste of his blood on my lips, i want to feel him all over my body outside....and in.... He seems nervous, like he knows to be cautious around me, like I'm actually something important. I step over one of our old bean bags, sometimes i regret killing her. Why'd you have to go and do that to me Katie? Why did you tell those lies? Did you deserve&amp;nbsp;dying with a slit throat?&amp;nbsp;I feel tears in my eyes, just like every other time i come here. &lt;BR&gt;"Are you going to be ok?" He says softly, approaching me.&lt;BR&gt;"Yeah I think so..." I snort, whipping away the tears quickly. I hate sappy moments and I hate even more to seem weak. I walked around him to direct his attention away from the loose floorboard where the corpse slept.&lt;BR&gt;"I think you're lying..." Ronnie says pulling me close into a hug. I want to pull away, but I can't I'm just leaning into his arms, his body warmth flowing into mine.I pull away suddenly looking him in his eyes, all I could see was hurt. &lt;BR&gt;"Um....Do you want&amp;nbsp; to...come to my house.......?" I sputtered out, that wasn't exactly what I wanted to say.&lt;BR&gt;"I...guess...?" He said scratching his head in confusion, damn this was so awkward. I just nodded and took his hand, leading him outside. It was pitch black outside as we walked hand in hand down the rail road tracks. My hand was getting all sweaty and I wanted to pull away, but I didn't want to see that hurt in his eyes again, so I just kept walking. I had no idea what we were going to do when we got to my house, my lovely mother would try to be all friendly and ask us if we want snacks or something, then pull me aside and ask if i want a condom. We were coming back towards the city now, all the lights burning my eyes all the bad air.&lt;BR&gt;"So....uh....do you like....music.......?"he asked swinging our arms unnervingly. I laughed, it was just so random of a question. &lt;BR&gt;"Seriously! What do you like?" Ronnie laughed. Our hands were still conected, his fingers were all sweaty and clammy too. &lt;BR&gt;"I like Mindless Self Indulgence" I said.&lt;BR&gt;"I like Escape the fate" Ronnie laughed again. His laugh was musical just like the screams of kicking homeless people. I smiled, music to my ears. I lead him up the driveway and around to the back door. I pressed my fingers to my lips and lead him inside. &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://thinkidlovetodiealone.xanga.com/595557236/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>