Days come and go and I sit and think about ways to torture you. You have no idea what i have in mind. I'm coming for you. I won't rest until I have your soul. You are going to die. Just the thought of you screaming in pain with fear in your eyes brings joy to my life. Scream all you want your lifeless body is what I will flaunt you can run but you can't hide. Come on let's go for a ride. I will enjoy to see you cry. This is no dream, this is real, no joke. My first cut will be simple I'll aim for your throat, but it won't be deep I want to watch you bleed. One by one I will snip your fingers with dul scissors. You can't take the pain your body starts to shiver. We're almost there we are close to the river. I'll stop and leave you here to recover you are too far away from home no one will find you not even your mother. no one will ever know that you are gone there will be no worries no concerns. Hell is where you will remain, where you will rot and burn I'll tie you up tight and firm. Times up! Ha-Ha Tables have turned you will survive this but I will return just to hear you scream and cry as you struggle to stay alive.
Written by: Melissa Fernandez A.K.A. The Bitch
