To the man who changge halloween Donald pleance RIP!! I met him fifteen years ago. I was told there was nothing left, no conscience, no reason, no understanding, in even the most rudimentary sense, of life or death or right or wrong. I met this six-year-old boy with a blank, cold emotionless face and the blackest of eyes, the Devils eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him and another seven trying to keep him locked away when I realized what was living behind that boys eyes was purely and simply...evil...
Posted on: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 15:40:33 +0000
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