If I should thank my existence to the pen (or if we are newer to the fingers hitting a keyboard) of a writer, I'd be a witch, a succubus, a siren or any kind of being beautiful and deadly of those that lead to human destruction. If the opposite would happen to devour paper fingers of my existence.
I accept half of me is cruel, sadistic, evil and vindictive, so you should not trust me because you never know when that will take hold of my hand.
Smile and good life.
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