Guess... I'm a grieved who never stops grieving, I'm the taker who never stops taking, I'm the killer who never stops killing, I'm the composer who never stops composing, I'm the axer who never stops axing, I'll take away a loved one within a second... But you probably won't guess, I reckon... What am I? ...

THE UNSPOKEN-PART 1 Running through the the woods, with no where to hide. Trying to find somewhere, somewhere... Somewhere. That was me, 3 days ago escaping him, the unspeakable man. Where do I begin. It was an early Saturday morning, the sun rose in a pool of Crimson and gold, spilling light across the land and through the clouds. I woke up to the light cheep of the mocking bird singing my favourite song. Probably because I sang this more than a thousand times. No longer though... Sam my boyfriend was cooking breakfast in the petit room, which we named the kitchen, downstairs. Catching the whiff of a creamy sensation, i stood up and pondered down stairs. There he was, no not the unspoken man, but my gorgeous 1 in a million boyfriend. Looking as he had when we first fell in love, whipping my breath away with those pearl eyes, and sparkling teeth. Oh, and that smile, that cheeky grin, is just to die for. Or so I thought, no I'm just joking. But he had made my favourite, scrambled egg with chopped up ham mixed in, he has always been there for me, looked after me and loved me.