after glancing down at the expensive designer tag , i felt guilty for punishing the poor thing by turning it into a filthy rag . he walked with purposeful , powerful strides , eating up the ground easily with each step . her parents had seemed well to do , but it had all been an image put on for their friends . his soul was supposed to have been taken today . i passed through the door and slammed it . there arent any monsters like that . tried to pull her from his arms . 