Not a good killer.

I was never any good at fighting. In fact, I'm terrible at it. A one-hundred and twenty pound teenager is more than likely not going to be taking down anyone, even with a hatchet. But a sword however does happen to work.

I love the deep web, I really do. Weapons without background checks being the main reason. I carried a hatchet around with me. A small hatchet, of course. More of a tool than a weapon. I like the er, "spooks" as you might call it, and yes I'm aware that I act fairly edgey. I walk around in forests, alleyways, and other su chj places in the middle of the night.

I had always wondered what it would be like to kill people. I'd read so much about it and watched it on a little website I found while digging around on M ariana's web. It interested me. The first time I'd seen it I found it disgusting, but after a while I started wanting to go back. I wanted to see it again. And again,,, And again It was a gruesome sight, but it had a certain,  beauty to it.. Unfortunately, I couldn't do it myself. I was weak and although I owned a small hatchet it was heavy, and not right for me.