"Mom, I'm gonna go for a walk." said Kami as she walked out of her room. Her jet-black hair in two pigtails and her My Chemical Romance sweatshirt on with faded blue jeans. Looking at her sleeping mother still as stone on the couch, Kami walked to the door and out of the house. Following the brick path her father made, Kami clicked on her ipod and listened to Nirvana. Gracefully crossing the road, Kami looked ahead to "her" graveyard. Since her father died. Kami went to the graveyard to think. She would oft come to write poetry or a story. Most of which were dark and had to do with a killing of some sort. Kami was known best at her school for a lot of her dark writings. She was often called a "freak". Coming upon the old cemetery, Kami turned down her ipod and went to go sit at her usual corner. Getting strange looks from the people in the cars, Kami ignored then and pressed on to reach her destination. Upon sitting down, she found an old piece of paper. Thinking nothing of it, Kami tossed it aside and sat down in her corner. Closing her eyes as she often did, Kami thought about her dead beat dad and her younger sister who died last summer. She thought about her friends and loving boyfriend. Her mother was a drunk and hated her. Kami got up from her spot and started walking down the stone wall... but as she came up the the big gaping hole in the middle with only a few trees and no grave stones, she saw a body. Not just any body... but the body of her boyfriend. He laid still his blood pooling around him. A bloody hole gaping from each leg, his brain oozing out from his head where another big slice was penetrated into his head. His stomach had two holes... one had the knife still in it. Tears were streaming down Kami's face and she stood still on the stone wall. Too scared to move and too scared to scream. She wondered if the killer was still near there and could see everything she was doing. Her eyes gazed from hole to hole on her boyfriend's body. Each and every cut intricately carved into his skin. Kami gently stepped off from the wall... carefully walking closer to her dead boyfriend, afraid if the killer may still be in the area. Every step could lead to her death too; as it had led to her boyfriend's. Upon coming closer to her dead lover's body, Kami mouthed his name "Toby..." and she saw a streak of water... tears had fallen from his beautiful open grayish eyes. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the horrifying sight. she stepped a little closer... scared yet confident all the same. She knealed down and gently wiped the tears away from Toby's face, getting her jeans covered in his blood. Kami didn't care. Her lover was here, dead on the ground, in his own blood. And she care less about ruining her jeans or something as little as knealing in his blood. Crying freely now, Kami brought Toby's head into her hands and gracefully kissing the stone cold lips of her once lover. Taking the knife out of Toby's stomach, she wiped the excess blood away from Toby's wound and then scraped the surface of her skin. enough to just make her arm bleed. feeling the warming sensation inside, she knew she could do it. She knew she could kill herself. What was there left of anyways? Her father died, her sister died. Her mother was a drunk, a whore. No one ever cared for her except Toby. And here he was dead in her arms. Her grades were already low, her poems and stories were her only life now. And even society had taken that away from her. Bringing the cold blade to her arm again, she cut deeper this time. It felt maddeningly wonderful. Her life in her hands for once. She could control it this time. Kissing Toby's cold blue lips once again, Kami plunged the knife into her heart and fell limply on top of Toby. Dying there in her lover's arms. Just the way she had wanted to. Her wish had come true.1
The End2
Author notes
Inspired by a dream... but much much different.
~Lullaby
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lol got ya...well ur mind picks great names!!
keep it up
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well, i've always liked the names Kami and Toby... and my boyfriend's name is so so close to that... so i pictured myself as Kami and my bf Toby... because I probably would have done the same thing (it's from my mind so yeah...)
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OMG!
Man do you have a great imagination...I loved the image I got from Toby's mangle 
Well you should truly make horror movies you have a real knack for it 
This is best one I have seen well actually the ONLY one I have seen so far that has actual blood and GUTS/Brains in it lol. Good Luck
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kinda sounds like romeo and juliet keep it up!!! just a question...where do you get the names for ur characters??
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no you don't. A lot of your poems are fine. I like a lot of them. Try writing a short story? Maybe that will help. I remember my first short story... it sucked. But as time went on, they got better (or so ppl say). Just try? For Mommy?
Love you, Mommy -
ash that was really good..and sad. it reminded me a lot about you except for the listening to nirvana. im glad your my mother! iwish i was as good as you writing poems ans stories. i still need help! i suxs!
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That was awsome great job girl
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YOU are GREAT
Sweety, I tell you what...if I had seen what the story unfolded as...and JUST seeing the body...that would have been enough. But to experience a LOVED one? You know...in the young ladies eyes...I can understand. She was alone. I was masterfully written- you are a SUPERB storyteller!!!
Anyway, I have seen the dead. I know they are but vessels and are no longer the person we knew that carried their spirit and soul. So I do not fear the dead- moreso such a gruesome sight!
Write a novel! Sell it! Be the next master of Horror writers!
It was a sad story. 
Edited on Nov 28, 11:18 p.m. because 'WGE5YW45HW45YHW45YW45YHW45Y'. -
wow...it's so sad! i truly felt like crying. so much horrible stuff can happen to one person...
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like times when I say I want to kill myslef... goddamit, I'm not going to cry... I'm nt going to cry... breath in- breath out. Like now... I love you too,
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this is a great story ashleigh, a few lil spelling mistakes that i noticed but nothing major. it made me feel sad inside, i reframe from crying only when i need too. wonderful job ashleigh.
love you, tony -
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OMG, ash i am crying this is sad I am also one of the others who love you and i always will even if i say i dont so im with u forever
love Britt..because i love you too
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