Now Entering the Deadly

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I wish you were dead. AMANDA

Name. Why do you care? You'll just end up dead like the rest
Side! My own... So be afraid! No one can stop me!
Personality... I'll kill you.

Entry one. This is not for the eyes of ones who will not meet me. Be warned this is just going to be talking about... I will kill you, and I'm not afaird. I don't hide behind those fake little walls like the rest of them. Those walls don't protect you... They don't hide the smell of fear well. I can always sniff out the weak, find the fear, and torment the strong. There is NO way to run. I don't screw up... Because I don't have anything stopping me. I don't live in fear, in fact I have no fear. There is nothing in this world that will make me be afraid. The traps are nothing, and everyone else is just a puppet of the master. Only I defy him. Only I stand out. Only I dare to keep the 'Master' from taking the world in his hands... I'm the only thing stopping him and I like it that way.

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Why do I hide behind this mask? Trisha[/b]

Name: Mask.
Side: Mask.
Personality: Mask.

Entry One? Why on this god-forsaken planet am I writing on this god-forsaken paper?! If I had the ability to stop writing, I would... But yet here I am, still writing. Why won't- my- Freakin'- hand- stop! I'm ready to chop it off if I need to... Argh! I can't figure out how to stop! How do those other people that write here stop? Is there some kind of trick? Is it a trap? Will I die!? My heart rate is rising! This isn't funny! Some one please tell me what the hell is happening!

Finally! I can feel the writing in me stopping! A miracle... So it wasn't a trap... My worst fear, and complete nightmare. I'll probably be the only one who will get stuck in a trap and not be able to get out... Knowing me I'll live forever, not being able to die within the trap. Curse my life. Luckily I can stop now, so GOOD-BYE!!!

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