I keep noticing that there is a teen staring at me whenever I go to the grocery store. He's always just there. He isn't a cashier or a worker at anyplace around. He just...stands there. I must admit, he is a bit handsome, but the way he's just there creeps me out.

Ah, who am I kidding? I don't care about this stuff anyways. No one would love a killer. Many avoid inhumanely things because it isn't human. So I would think he would ignore me. I'm not human.

I lured a couple of people to Robert's place. A couple, they were. It disgusted me to see the way they looked at one another. I killed the man. The woman was devastated. 

I almost cried tears of joy.