I can't remember when and where we met. So happened that one night or early morning two people were online. It's the good times for flirt. - Hi! Why you don't sleep? - Hi! And you? I put on my favorite mask for taking with young girls, mask of wise men. I try to show sympathy about her children problem. I knew the ending all her stories. Soon she began to trust me and it was chance for caution conversation about beauty of death. Over time she seriously select the method of suicide. Like all stupid young girls she was interested in esthetic and indolence. I tried to hide my presence in her death. So similar talking took place in deserted park. For her it was just a dating. Soon she in love with me and death. I said that my love available only through death. Now she doomed to act by my plan. Hanging was common decision. She made a video of all processes beginning with morning's interview and ending with rope which tightened her neck. Lots of time we spent for selecting place, she didn't like that all. But now this whimsical girl perfectly looks in rope! My solicitudes recouped her convulsions. By asking me for help she try to catch me own hands and straning mouth in silent scream. But how I can to intervene in this beautiful dance of death? In the end she make last scream and limped, few seconds her legs in stocking was twitching.
