Blooded Rose (Prose) [11]

Out in the darkness
My true sanctuary in disguise
I felt no melancholy as some might expect
Just the pure satisfaction of
bloodlust
I gazed at the name
At the top of my stack
Abrey Allen
I thought a moment
I could see her face in my mind
Your typical ditsey blonde
She wasn't a huge threat
But still a fool
She deserved to die simply for being
An idiot1

I made it to her house quickly
And easily broke in through the incondite door
Her family seemed poor
Just by the look at her house
She must be tresured and
"Loved"
No I was not jelous
Why say such a thing?
I could not envy one such as her
She is nothing but a dumb blonde
Like everyone else she would die2

No flight of stairs
Just a long hallway lined with doors
I traveled to the end to find one
With a sticker stating the name "Abrey"
I slowly turned the door knob
And noiselessly opened the door
I crawled over to her bed
And stretched out above her
How angelic she looked while sleeping3

Crouching slightly I drew my blade
Tonight it was certain she would die