The Devils Eye

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A Girl who kills people that the devil brings them. She goes back in time to save her love from he devil. She rapes and brutally kills people.

Submitted: February 19, 2012

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The Devils Eye

By: RAR

 

October 28th, 1991

  I I have come to the past. To remember why I am the way I am. My lost love and how much I loved him. Today is the 28th 3 days before Halloween. Halloween is our anniversary. I grew up in a town called Swallow Throne. There is a story as why it is called that. They say an evil King’s castle was built on the town. It was Huge. He had slaves carrying him around it was so big. He was greedy and very rich. When he died people say he was friends of the devil and he always wore this necklace. They said it was the Devil’s eye. So I was around town looking for my favorite place. People think I am strange, because of my black hair with blue highlights and my dark clothing. But to me I’m normal.

 I look for Eye Street, for an alley that brings me to my love. I walk down and there is a black iron door. I forgot I’m not 20 right not, because I went back in time and it made me 11 again. I knock on the door five times, then once. The door slowly opened its self, with a low creaking sound. Come on in. I walk in and the door closes behind me. The fresh smell of human blood surrounds me. I get an edge to see my love again. He is 23 years old, 6’ 2”. He has black hair that goes down to his shoulders. I walk to his room and knock. I say, “Damien” slowly, patiently, softly. He opens the door and there is a man tied up and his arms are sliced. Damien grabbed me and hugged me. I said, “May I join?” he said, “Of course.” I took an Ax. It had old rust and broken edges that made it 10 times sharper. I went to the head. The guy wouldn’t shut up. Non stop screaming. I lifted the Ax a striked at his head. His throat was half way open. Blood squirting out like a fountain. Blood rushing out of his mouth, eyes, and ears. I striked again. I can feel the breaking of the bone. 


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