Soul Steal

I felt sorry for those souls which didn’t want to leave this hell called earth.

As I walked into the darkening room , I searched for souls to take . People stare at me from time to time in fear mostly , few in fasination. I might say today was one of those “fasination” days. A lost soul , a beautiful one , begging to be takin away . He was not a handsome man , tall and slouched , looking halfway like a gorilla . Never smiling , as I had been watching over him a mere 2 years . Most I watch from the beginning of their short lifes . But his soul was a sight , despite the many scars from tragic “accidents.” The soul had dark black hair , green eyes , and pale skin as white and milky as thick cream . The soul pulled on my black shirt collar , almost tearing the silk in half . Gently I pulled his hands away and led him to a bright room , no , not heaven . Heaven is not as great as most think, it’s a haven for drunks and crazies like elvis and lots of assasinators . Unfortunatly there is no booze in heaven and certainly no people to kill . I take this soul to my home and servey his life . He likes pain as much or even more than I ever did . But infact he wants death. He is also scared so I decide to torture and kill him ….. sadly . I tie the lanky body on a tree and slit his throat watching the black – red blood drip down his face and as he screams the pitch turns into a gurgle and his eyes role back. I run my finger through the thickining blood and suck it off my finger . A cup appears just for my liking and i fill it up halfway with the blood . Quickly I drink it up and disappear . Souls taste so good.

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this is my first story ……. forgive ignorance please