It was, of course, Mommy who chose my name. She wanted something strong for me, the name of a hero or a leader. I was her precious son, her only child, and she wanted me to have the best name she could find for a child that would be her beloved one, her special, special boy ( Read more... )

“Once upon a time ( Read more... )

I actually have the ability to love, though most people believe that I can’t feel anything but murderous rage. For the most part they are right, but there is an exception to the rule with Jason Voorhees. There is a tender spot in the heart that is mostly harder than stone ( Read more... )

As a child, I used to love it when my Mommy read me stories ( Read more... )

Get out ( Read more... )

“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home ( Read more... )

I wish someone would invent a way to bring back the dead ( Read more... )

"The problem, of course, was that people did not seem to understand the difference between right and wrong. They needed to be reminded about this, because if you left it to them to work it out themselves, they would never bother. They would just find what was best for them, and then they would call that the right thing. That's how most people ( Read more... )

A cool breeze was blowing, but Jason barely noticed it. The night was strangely quiet; the stars were out and bright, and the moon was full, but not even the animals seemed to be moving about in the woods. Crystal Lake was still and glassy - it would look beautiful to anyone else, all shimmering and tinted by the silvery moonlight, but Jason ( Read more... )

I was born on a Friday. Friday the thirteenth, to be exact ( Read more... )