User:Nativeghost13

"im possessed by demons           that torture me while im sleepin.            I keep dreaming of death             and im hearing people screaming.            Devils spirits are trapped inside of me.            AND I WANT IT OUT.            Im on a couch bleedin to death.            In a haunted house.            With both of my wrist slit.            Then im lifted up in the air.            And suspended in animation.            Like someones holden me there.            I feel some ones cold hands wrapping             around my neck.             While i choke on my own blood             that i swallow and drown to death.            But i found a breath and some how             managed to slip the clutches.            Nearly blackin out from dizzyness             and head rushes.            Trippin over OD'd bodies of dead             lushes.            Blood stains paints the plush carpet like red blushes. Doors close by them selfs. Books fly off shelfs. Curtains catch on fire. Then the house melts. My skin blisters and sticks together like twin sisters Then the wind blows and windows shaders like 10 twisters Caught a piece of shrapnel in adams apple Two cups of holy water and im lookin at em half full But as i go to touch them It turns into red rum It got sighlent Then i hear all these voices say "COME FOLLOW ME TO THE PITS OF HELL" I heard them yell "WELCOME TO THE NORMAN BAITS MOTEL" I ring the bell for service and was greeted by             his mother. Covered in dry blood, head still dented from the shovel. I said i need a room so i can get some rest. She gave me the keys to the best suites and a bag of cess. And told me thats just for starters Santan'll be there in a lil bit TO SEE IF IM INTRESTED IN BEING PARTNERS."