Post by Stormer23 on Jun 9, 2008 5:29:59 GMT 1
THIS IS ANOTHER DIARY INTRO FROM KATIE!!!!! ONLY READ IF HAVE ALREADY READ TY LEE'S SECRET, AND 2nd CHARACTER FROM TY LEE'S SECRET!!!!!!!!
My sister, Nerissa is a fool. How could she think that I would forgive her? I hate her! I know I was right to tell her these words, "You're weak. You're weak because you care for kin, but I don't! I don't because I'm not weak." I knew she must have understood what I meant when she cried, but why did I save her, when she nearly fell off the ledge? It was like I couldn't stop myself from resisting to help her, save her. Maybe it's because I knew I would kill her slowly, not let her die in a simple way, or is it because I still love her? My sister...my best friend. The only one who understood me, and stuck up for me no matter how mean I was to her. And now she wants me to come home, but I will not. I can't stand to be with my family and old friends, not to mention that I abousolty hate my mongrel mother! Oh sure, she's some kind of miricale. But my place is to deystroy her and everything we both love. That's why I'm evil. That's why my heart is blacker than toxic smoke. That's why I'm cruel. It's why I love fear. It's why I break the rules. Why I drink posion. Why I don't mind killing a fair soul, if they served me or not. I am evil, and the future of murder to all. I was once called Katie, a young cub that had two blood-red colored eyes like her father, was a sweet mischef maker, one who had friends, and loved her family, especially her best friend, her sister, Nerissa. But I am no longer that useless cub, many don't speak my name because of what I've done, and what I will do. No one, no one can stop me.
(A tear slithers down Katie's cheek.)
I am death itself.
My sister, Nerissa is a fool. How could she think that I would forgive her? I hate her! I know I was right to tell her these words, "You're weak. You're weak because you care for kin, but I don't! I don't because I'm not weak." I knew she must have understood what I meant when she cried, but why did I save her, when she nearly fell off the ledge? It was like I couldn't stop myself from resisting to help her, save her. Maybe it's because I knew I would kill her slowly, not let her die in a simple way, or is it because I still love her? My sister...my best friend. The only one who understood me, and stuck up for me no matter how mean I was to her. And now she wants me to come home, but I will not. I can't stand to be with my family and old friends, not to mention that I abousolty hate my mongrel mother! Oh sure, she's some kind of miricale. But my place is to deystroy her and everything we both love. That's why I'm evil. That's why my heart is blacker than toxic smoke. That's why I'm cruel. It's why I love fear. It's why I break the rules. Why I drink posion. Why I don't mind killing a fair soul, if they served me or not. I am evil, and the future of murder to all. I was once called Katie, a young cub that had two blood-red colored eyes like her father, was a sweet mischef maker, one who had friends, and loved her family, especially her best friend, her sister, Nerissa. But I am no longer that useless cub, many don't speak my name because of what I've done, and what I will do. No one, no one can stop me.
(A tear slithers down Katie's cheek.)
I am death itself.