Nightmares

Night is so dark. The clock is ticking. Tick tack, tick tack... no end. Giving me the tap as my shoes dances on the hall. Moaning came from the mouth. Suffered but contains satisfaction. Not loud. No. I hope it don’t want to wake up my family. Why? Well, simple. I don’t want they realized that someone is dying. I refused. No way.
Lying alone on the room’s floor. Sweating and bleeding. Two slices on the arms still dripping the bloods. It is too bad. Because, I don’t want to harm those beautiful arms actually. No kidding. It was gorgeous and well cared, as it is reputation as the hands of young genius pianist. Next Beethoven, that’s what people said about him. Hihihi...

Naked. I want the death to be outrageous and catchy. Hihihi... I like it. Everyone should admire that muscular body. It is not only tempting but it’s perfect. Gorgeous! Although, it’s getting pale and pale.
The body make his last move. Convulses. Convulses only for one or two seconds. Then it’s stop, just before the mouth grunting as the sign that he is dying. Then stop. Death becomes him. Hihihi...

So... where am I? Well, here I am. Sitting on the top of the cupboard. Watching my body died. Hihihi...
Don’t blame me for killing my self. Life as pianist frustrated me. It’s not fun at all. Well, at least it’s not fun anymore. I’ve once enjoyed it. Practice, recital, charity party, visiting orphans, and handshakes... lots of handshakes. Practice, recital, charity party, and visiting orphan... lots of orphans. Practice, recital, and charity party... lots of party. Practice, and recital... lots of recital. Practice. And practice. And practice. And lots of practice. Boring. Pueh... practice.
Yea... I know... I know. Me myself who thought that pianist was great. But that was two years a go! That was before I came on one night and step in to his body. But now, I’ve had it enough. Two years was enough. Two years full of hard work, but less wild party.. hmm...

Now, I want to be a... a... a model! Hihihi... Yea, I’ve seen her before. On TV, on the blackboard, everywhere. She is pretty. Not to forget that she also had great shape of body. And long blonde hair. Beautiful legs. You know, model’s legs. Shortly, she is perfect.

Hihihi... I can’t wait to live on the blast of stage highlights. No need to rush. The night is still long. Hihihi... I’m sure she is still sleeping right now. Just like when the pianist did, when I snatched his life. Just like the pianist. And the genius student, the first chart singer, the basketball player, the hooker, the strong Siberian tiger, the... Well, I can’t remember all. All I remember is how I killed them. The genius student died for hanging on the church bell. The singer destroyed on her private plane crash. The tiger on ... Hihihi... I also can’t remember how I killed them.

I’ve lived for centuries. I’ve lived before Count Dracula had his canine tooth. I killed my victims long before Jack became The Ripper. I pick my body before Hitler hated Jewish. I’m old. Old enough to used my ages as the reason why I can’t remember everything. Hihihi...

So, watched out boys and girls. Because sometimes, your worst nightmares may come. And if I came, you go! Once you go, you will never come back.
Well, can’t talk any longer. New body is waiting. Got to go then. Bye bye.
Remember, I may come. Hihihi... hihihi...

what is falling in love means???

I never knew why it was called "falling in love", but i do now.

You become in love with someone and everything is so great. You feel like nothing can mess up because its so perfect.

it fell like you are climbing a mountain. Once it can't get any better, you suddenly realize you no longer are climbing a mountain, you walk off the edge, begin to "fall" and realize nothing is perfect.
You begin to fall straight down to reality. You stop getting their calls, they don’t talk to you in the halls, you stop having notes passed to you in class, they don’t brag about you to their friends, the compliments stop, they lose that sparkle in their eye, and all the sweet surprises are gone. As you fall, you watch all the memories, good times, bad times, smiles, laughs, cries just pass you by. its gone, all gone.
You’re back at the bottom of the mountain and this time your all alone. Somehow your trying to find the strength to climb that mountain knowing you could fall. You will have to find a new "guide" and hope they will help you know the best paths to take.They will help you overcome obstacles. They will be the one that shelters you when the rain starts falling. Once they help you reach the top, you pray they wont leave you. But not many "guides" will stay on the mountain forever, so be careful.
Alone on a mountain, maybe you will fall and keep falling, If someone is there with you as you stumble, they will catch you before you fall. So before you "fall in love", understand that falling can be very painful.
The person you hope will catch you could be the one that pushed you down

I was lost.
There was nobody for me to talk to about all that you were troubling me with.
So i sat alone, with everything inside, and cried myself to sleep