A Twist on the inside mind of Michael Myers (by Adrian)
Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 11:49 am
this is more free style writing of mine. writing to where i dont' think about the next line, i just let the sounds of the key board carry my thoughts out 
i hope you all enjoy 
I call it a good, cold case of lust; with her hair laying the way it does, its a wonder I even got the nerve to bring myself back off the floor.
Some would call it insanity at it's most aggressive level. Sure it probably looks that way with all the blood.
Laurie, she's just faking it, aren't you?
Maybe I went a little over board with the knife. I thought I was taking it easy on her. I love her for Christ's sake.
I wonder what God would have to say about this. Would he understand? I bet he already does.
These are large hands, blessed hands, strong hands. These hands aren't just born everyday, no, these hands are God given hands with God given strengths.
Isn't that right, Laurie?
Still nothing.
I guess I must have taken it a little too far.
Poor Laurie, you were overwhelming. I can still smell you in the autumn air, the same way you did when I first saw you.
Laurie, I'll come back for you. I'll lay right there with you and join you with God. But first, I have some business to take care of. God fearing business. Hands business. Go to sleep Laurie. I'll be back home soon.
i hope you all enjoy I call it a good, cold case of lust; with her hair laying the way it does, its a wonder I even got the nerve to bring myself back off the floor.
Some would call it insanity at it's most aggressive level. Sure it probably looks that way with all the blood.
Laurie, she's just faking it, aren't you?
Maybe I went a little over board with the knife. I thought I was taking it easy on her. I love her for Christ's sake.
I wonder what God would have to say about this. Would he understand? I bet he already does.
These are large hands, blessed hands, strong hands. These hands aren't just born everyday, no, these hands are God given hands with God given strengths.
Isn't that right, Laurie?
Still nothing.
I guess I must have taken it a little too far.
Poor Laurie, you were overwhelming. I can still smell you in the autumn air, the same way you did when I first saw you.
Laurie, I'll come back for you. I'll lay right there with you and join you with God. But first, I have some business to take care of. God fearing business. Hands business. Go to sleep Laurie. I'll be back home soon.