Broken Heart Part I
She was rich and beautiful, like a bloomed rose and fell deeply in love with one of her servants. She knew that it would be a discrase if her parents knew what she has done. With only a full heart of love she went to her love and with wet tears she ask what to do. He bent over, wipping away her tears, whispered in her ear something horrible. She looked back to her lovers eyes and gasped but he had a stirn face. She knew what she must do.
On the 6th day of the 6th month of the 6th hour she murdered her parents and ran away to the tree she had first met him, and waited for him to arrive. Day after day she waited for him there, but he never came.
Givivng up on the 3rd day she left the safety of the woods and knowing the police was after her she went looking for her true love. Hiding in the shadows she sneaked through the deserted roads she had once called home. Comming down her street she saw her lover with another woman. Her heart skipped a beat as she ran crying down the streets, back to the cursed tree.
For three more days she wept for what she did for him, killed her parents, having the law on her back, all just for him. And here he was, with another woman. The pain in her heart made her feel lifeless. She couldnt take it.
In the darkness a boy crept out saying "Whats wrong?"
"The pain in my heart, I cant take it anymore."
The boy looked up "Maybe I can help."
Now she looked up with runny mascara down her cheek. "I have no money to pay you though."
The boy grinned "It wont cost you a cent..."
Broken Heart Part II
It was said that the boy made her a deal, to take away the pain in her heart and leave nothing but cold and emptyness inside. Taking away her soul and giving her a pendant to stay in the world of the livivng she walks the earth looking for her lover, and giving the chance to kill him. Now turned into a deamon she practices her skills on killing others. They say she haunts the woods that she had everything taken away from her, anyone to enter they never see again...
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