Betta Boo Bee

Deeds of crimson branded all over your skin

Those scarlet tears percolating out of it

Crying out words your lips fail to promote

Screaming out fears

These soulless eyes can’t perform

Painting an art your heart doesn’t want to keep

Leaving you antagonized and begging on your knees

For that God out there, if ever there is

To take you away

From these bridges

That cannot be fixed.

I tried.

Betta Boo Bee is a girl with freckled skin and blue eyes, like sapphire glistening in the sun. She has long blonde hair like Goldilocks and lips that bleed like Snow White’s. Her olive skin blooms bright every season as her curves vibrate seduction with every sway her hips make. No doubt is Betta Boo Bee exceptionally beautiful.

BUT HOLD ON, THAT’S NOT ALL.

Betta Boo Bee owns a mansion too! Be careful when you try to find it, because it is so big that you can lose sight of it. I repeat, B-I-G. Let me tell you more about this mansion. It has two doors, one on the outside, the other leaves you to find. But let me give you a clue. All you have to do is enter the house and as you walk further and deeper inside, you’ll find a door which leads you to a whole new experience. Throughout the journey, however, you may be misled by a scarlet mannequin which peculiarly looks like a door!!! Are you standing right in front of it right now?

Hush baby, speak softly

This is just a secret between you and me

I know you are curious, you want to see

I’ll be right outside the “door” waiting in case she sees.

Don’t forget! We’re trespassing!

I can’t believe you are such a fool to walk right in. Come on, you just get to know me! How could you trust me so easily? I am so sorry, there is no way out. ONCE WHEN YOU GET IN.

YOU CAN’T GET OUT.

Am I laughing at your stupidity or am I crying in pity for you? Tell me now, Mister or Miss Trespasser, what do you see?

Now, do you understand what I meant when I told you to hold on for a minute? Don’t just gaze at her sparkling eyes or get carried away by her smile. She’s NOT what you think she is, she is horrifying inside. You can’t accuse me for badmouthing about her because right now, the truth is staring right into your eyes!

DO YOU SEE DEAD BIRDS INSIDE?

All lying on the floor.

Let me tell you a fun fact because you deserve to know. They died more than a decade ago yet they’re still bleeding fresh. You can cook it in case you are starving,

for there’s charcoal at the very end.

AND IF YOU BELIEVE IN THE WHISPER MEN THEN COVER YOUR EYES RIGHT NOW! SHOULD YOU HEAR THE WHISPER MEN, PRAY TO YOUR GOD FOR HELP.

And tell me if it really works, if He really does exist

But I’m so sorry He’s never coming.

You have entered the Demon’s Cage, now you are part of him. Betta Boo Bee loves animals but she has an impulse to hurt. Seeing weapons excites her and makes her think of violence. However, she can also get upset at the sight of knives, daggers and other pointed objects. She has this impulse to steal but she can get very afraid of the germs on them. She is afraid of disease and contamination, but she is not afraid of Death. She thinks she could throw herself under the wheels of the train, or through the open windows into the space. Betta Boo Bee hates everybody and secretly wishes them to die. Yet when the time really comes she blames herself for their plight. Every night before she sleeps she has to undress herself in a particular way with no freedom of change. And she has a garden too, where she will not stop checking and checking for any inconsistency with the height of the grass and the width of the petals……

One day, Betta Boo Bee was found dead in her garden. She was wearing this baby pink dress with matching heels. Why would anyone be wearing heels in the garden, they wonder. Interestingly, they could not determine the cause of her death because it did not seem like she committed suicide or she was being murdered by someone else. They concluded that she had a natural death but I was thinking something else. I think she died while tending to her flowers because as they grew their powers became clear. They were meant to kill her, despite the affection she gave. But to them it was just routine, they could take care of themselves too. They shed no single tears, thinking that it’s not their fault.

So it turns out that the real murderer IS THIS GIRL WITH TATTOOS IN BLOTCHES OF PURPLISH BLUE ALL OVER HER FAIR VIRGIN BODY

And with eyes that no longer dance with glimmers of hope though dandelions still DARE to fall…[But she didn’t have the weapon you HAD used to form flawless sins (by carving grotesque words that tongue of yours would wag whenever her back’s turned) on the first layer of her skin]

‘Hey, why aren’t you uttering a single vowel? Your eyes look like they’ve been raped by a demonic soul. I wonder WHICH GHOST was it that murdered your sprightliness?’

Her silence,

Her black mazed thoughts so mysterious you had gotten lost in?

Or,

Was it her irreversible actions that blew you into pieces?

THE END

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