The Diary Of Jane

I breathe with difficulty, something holds me to this world, I find myself in the darkness surrounded by the darkness, try to find a way out but I can not, I'm feeling the cold walls of stone, someone somewhere foreshadows pain in her voice "like what you are feeling ? want to die and feel my pain, wanted to kill me I tried to find my place beside you, just could not win you do not let you know it's never too late to tell me how much you hurt yourself, even if you arrive from my heart Jane. " He spoke for some time, just vented into the darkness, do not recognize the voice, try to free my arms are so heavy, already hurt by the strength that I used trying to set me free, kick, but just felt I cried all the running around me. "This thy blood is the blood that I spill my heart," he says. Disoriented in the darkness and try to free myself, my strength weakens, someone comes near me, I can feel your scent is soft as a sea breeze but at the same time as strong as the fire that burns in my body begging for salvation for their sins, every second that passes he approaches more and more, his mouth touches my hair and said in my ear "it's time to let this world, loved you, I gave my life for you, though you never wanted your evil, I will have to do. " Opens the shackles that bind me to the ground cold, hard grip on my arm and leans against the wall making me my dress is torn in the back, I'm so turned on I can feel the cold brick wall trying to cross the ice to my skin kiss me wildly while crying removes the sword that brings rush to his pants and lifting it, penetrates the heart of little Jane, slowly froze as his blood dripped down the wall, her skin lost its natural color, his face was full of blood tears his lifeless body was slowly tried to whisper little words and these were his last but time ran out for Jane, something fell to the ground, dropped gently on the empty body of Jane Slowly, he saw what had fallen was the diary of his beloved, opened it with fouling blood pure and it narrates the love they had built together, he realized he had done something monstrous at the same place there a few minutes ago, would never forget that evil episode. He sat on the ground still dominated the night the small cell, grab a paper and with the blood of Jane writes a blank page what had just happened, "I know I'll never forgive the rage just consumed all my love for you the moment that will kill. " Years after his death Jane was found in a field of tall grass, near a ancient tree his body lay there beside him stood the sword that took his life so much deserved, had his arms crossed on her lap and was down your old diary, his face was serene and pale, so young girl who lived as happy moments, full of love and planning to build next to a family who loved him, but that he was robbed, denied a genuine cruelty. I dedicate this text to all these women who left who fought for his great love and in order that the betrayed, this chapter of his death was found written with his blood on the last page of her diary. So the story was reported at the end of the diary of Jane.