Lady Red

Chapter 1 Part One
 It was a cold winter night. As blood dances onto of the ice, just like mice, with the cold hearted insight, no one would be safe tonight. For the blood links to the dress, with blood it will never end, for as long as she stays in this dress, blood will always fall to the end. The woman, who wares this dress, will never be in stress, she will always be in her dress, for the blood she seeks is in your chest. The woman's name should never be said, because if you do, death is what you will get, and if death is your end then there no will be foolish to say their end.
Lady Red wears nothing but a dress, and that dress stretched all the way to her legs, she wore no glove or scarf, but only a dress to cover the rest. She knew no pain and had no heart, cold as ice that made her run, to the murders she has done. As Black as her heart was she had a soul, like everyone knows, but the question is yet to be reviled is why she killed, the helpless and the old.
Lady Red was born when the moon was bright and strong, for the dress has now been born. The dress has been brought down to Girl to girl, daughter to daughter, lady by lady, until it was her time to take the throne, for this was a curse not a song. Lady Red was not her true name, for it was Mrs. Madelyn from what they say, and Mrs. Madelyn did not want the plague, that her heart was warm as Stake, but darkness fill her plate, for the is no words in this silly game, until some has to play. Mrs. Madelyn knew her destiny, and knew her soul, for what the murders she committed was not her fault. For the player has already started the game without her and without a player then there no soul. For the game will never end, and if the game ends then you're dead, for the game has no end until someone has to win again. Would it be the family of Reds that carry the curse, which will never end nor should it, be the family of souls that has defeated them before, but if one is born then their legacy will be torn.
Mrs. Madelyn was born in 1990, with a good heart and a strong soul, but her destiny was waiting for her at the door; was her mother alone. For only a woman can take the throne, after all it call Lady with hope, and that is what lady means in their home, lady who always hope where ever they go. Mrs. Madelyn started school, when the teacher were old, and not young at all, for the school was for Catholics alone, with no Protestants at all, to walk the grounds which they would call home.   This Story does not follow the normal laws, for there is mistake from the head to the toe, for the mistakes can only be spotted by the creator alone, a person could only guess what is wrong. Well let me tell the mistakes I have done wrong, unless you teacher has not done so; let me tell you the mistakes I have done wrong. For only the people who do math's could not get this wrong so I let you think until I finished my song, for I will show the answer alone, no riddle will be involved.
This book admires another book alone, only your teacher who reads a lot could know, but if your reading and you have no teacher to sing the song, then you will have to read all the books in the world before I finish my song, now you have a lot of things to think about alone let me say this poem about the right and wrong.    No one knows the difference between Right or Wrong Not even god alone who watch us alone For the riddle to the answers could not be solved unless some has to ruin the song For the person how created right and wrong Well no one really knows at all But just keep this rhyme in your own song For life can never have boundaries at all For if we slow our destiny then we are nothing but children with toys alone And if someone has an toy better than our own then we have to take it to show were better at all But who could really tell us what is right and wrong No law or god can stop in what we want  Be we can't take what we want at all ever since I have said it all before So before I go one singing my song about the reds and the souls There is one thing I want to make clear to you all For if you like this poem whether it hurts you or not throw me in jail If you want to show your most power to all   Lady Red or Mrs. Madelyn had run away from her home, to escape her destiny, that has been born. Lady Red had no home, but the dress will follow her where ever she goes, for when the dress is born, it matches with the blood or his own, and once of his own blood has been found all this long, the dress will never leave her alone. so now Mrs. Madelyn is living on the streets alone, waiting for her new home, only if the family e's  home fitted her home, then the blood on the wall,  wasn't  her own, for the dress has now entered the home killing everyone who stepped on her toe, so now Mrs. Madelyn has met her own, Lady Red was now born. Lady Red has born, when she was a child and only when she was a teenager, she wears the dress of blood.