Dino-Llamaz

  Not enough to make me faint, but not enough to make me awake.  We sat in the back row of the old, dark movie house as a girl on the screen gets her head cut off by a Maniac with a Chainsaw. I notice him smile once or twice and it puzzles me, until i actually pay attention to the movie. The fake blood looked like pasty tomato juice or chalky paint. He tries to hold back a giggle as he take a hold of my hand. It's warm and soft like summer nights or the feel of a new born kitten, but I was a polar oppisite. I was cold, pale, and not as strong. His warm, auburn skin and muscle toned body made me look like death.  Through the screaming o