Keith G Johnson
Bio
I am just Me. and that is that. I have always been me since being a little kid, I am still Me and I resent anyone using my name.
Stories (3/0)
I got sick a while ago
Oh, here we go. First off I am a member of the class of '71. That was a bit ago, if I must say so. It was and I will say I missed a large portion of this period for one reason or another. Time or material may have had something to do with it. Maybe, I didn't care.
By Keith G Johnson2 years ago in Humans
Why Can't I Remember
I can't, I can't remember the first kiss, the time that our lips met for the first time. When we approached each other and our lips touched. I remember talking and seeing your soul in your eyes, just before they closed. Your lips closed the distance to mine as mine closed the distance to yours. I remember that, but I don't remember the kiss. The3re seems to have been so much more involved in it than imprinted in my mind. It was if our lives and the possibility of love obscured the beginning. My lips touched yours the softness enveloped me and transported my soul and my feelings to another place.
By Keith G Johnson2 years ago in Confessions
I, The Blood Sucker
I, The Blood Sucker In the beginning, was the word, but the word was not God, this word was Blood Sucker and the Blood Sucker was not with God. What, it was and where from, was not known. I preyed on the human species. There were no more than I, only one. I knew how to control the needs and how to maintain a viable breeding stock of food. I never took too much and caused extinction, too many times.
By Keith G Johnson2 years ago in Horror
