User blog:Henry Ivth/Inkwell Story Contest Entry

My mind is a dark place right now. My heart is cold. I was told this story had to have something to do with animal jam, and at first I didn't care, until I read:

Animal Jam related prizes.

For rares are all anybody, including me, gives a crap about nowadays. I was told to write a story, I thought about writing the story of my life, but then I realised my lights may turn out in a few years or so. So I wanted to write my heart out before I go down, or maybe up, who knows, but no, it has to be about AJ. I was thinking of writing a story about my obsessive lemur, myself currently, but I don't like to write in first person, or I feel like the devil, and maybe I am. I will pour my mind, and blood, on to this screen whilst I can. I can't trust myself, I NEED rares.

So, if you want to get hooked up, my text number is 666.

Donate to me for blood, and trust me, you WILL NOT think twice.

I destroy the body of my lemur, I must take over another animal. Green blood drips. I piece together a bloody wolf. The frost seduces me. I must leave.