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On That Night...

On that night,
Yes, on that night,
I brought destruction and fear;
To everything they holded dear.
I didn't care Who I would kill,
(Because, well, I never ever will)
I brought the bloody rain,
Only out of my own distain.
No one said:
"I wil help you, you can't be shunned."
I felt the rage burn.
Oh how did I turn?
I was abused,I was ignored,
The thought of them is ubsurd.

On that night,
Yes on that night,
I was unheard.
My thoughts were blurred.
They told me they'd leave me lost.
At what; a very stupid cost?
I "borrowed" the runaway buther's knife.
I can't deal with all my strife.

So I chase them on bare-foot,
I ignore the bruises and cut.
I am so battered and exsausted,
I took the short cut instead.
I am tired of being abused;
I am tired of having others choose.
I have a wicked grin on my face.
When their in sight I give chase.
Brandishing my bloody knife,
I scream: "I HAVE NO LIFE!"
What; it's true.
I know what to do.

On that night,
Yes, that night.
I grabbed that woman,
Who shared nothing with me but her man,
I take my knife and slit her throat.
Next is her son and goat.
What joy and energy I feel now!
I kill the Mayor and cow,
I HATE him.
I HATE him.
I HATE him.

Oh, where's everyone?
I don't regret what I've done.
They deserved it,
I want to deliver one more hit!
I have no tears,
Nor survivor's guilt.
Because all the rage that built,
Is still blazing.
Death is its craving.

But when I realize my deed,
My bloody greed.
I shout into the sky:
Why, God, why!?
Why must I be torturing everyone!
Even my own self!
The only thing in my wealth,
Is the surrounding blood shed!

On this night.
Yes, right now.
People ask me why and how could I kill my whole villiage?
"I point over the ridge,
Because God hated me.
Because everyone hated me.
Because everything hated me."
I say to them.
I was deemed immortal because now I don't grow,
I don't sleep,
I don't drink,
I don't eat.
God punished me.
I am forced to watch people suffer.
But I still don't care.
Because they didn't share.

A child of 2001 comes to me.
She asks me why I have blood stained on my shirt.
Why? Oh, because I was hurt.

Good and Interesting!

Explaination: This story is about how children-or everyone- feels when they've never had friends or felt love. The character is a girl with angel wings sent down to Earth by God to tell humans about God himself. But she came with wings and was born in a horrible village. They abused her and hated her for her wings. God willed her to keep strong but she broke. When the villiage finally decided she was a freak, they left her. But they actually left in fear, because they knew she would come and kill them. Her rage burst and she went insane. She took a knife and tracked them down. She killed everyone and everything. After a few years, she realized what she had done, and God then punished her gravely. She wandered Earth for many Years and finally noticed she was eternal. She hated God, and told only fake stories to cover up her crime. She is a young red-haired girl with a flowing white dress. Her eyes are a lovely electric blue. She had wings and that added the freak part to her. When Jesus came, she willed the Romans to kill him, because he sucseeded in what she had failed to do. A few children visit her and ask her about her dress. It has a blood stain on it. Only one, though and they ask her why it's there. She says: Because I was hurt. She considered her self the first Jesus or the failed Jesus.

Ridge: The ridge is the horizen, when the sun is setting.

They didn't share: She meant they never gave her hope or a chance.

Wicked grin: She went insane on "That Night."

IMORTANT FACT: This is comepletely fiction. I made it up. I am not trying to make fun of religion. I read a bok and it came to me.