A killer's story
Introduction
Everyone knows me but they don't know everything about me. I have a secret, I kill for pleasure and enjoyment. I don't know why but for some reason it makes me feel better inside. I think it's my anger or at least that's what my psychologist told my parents.
I think it all started when I was a young child. I use to torture small animals for no reason. My parents sent me to a child psychologist it worked for awhile until I became a teenager and then it got worse. My first kill was a young boy in highschool, he was your typical jock who thought he was better then everybody until he met me.
He thought I liked him but he was wrong. Once I got him alone when we went on a date. Most teenagers went to this place called lovelane. Where couples mostly made out and drank without their parents knowing anything.
We went there a lot and I realized that it was a very disclosed location, and it would be the perfect place for a murder. I had the knife in my back pocket and as he leaned in for a kiss I cut his throat.
As I watched him bleed out and fight to survive, I smiled kissed him on the cheek and left the car making sure not to leave any fingerprints I wiped down the inside and outside of the car.
As I walked away I laughed and spoke softly, "The perfect kill!" Walking into the woods nearby and went home. The police never found the person who killed my boyfriend, and they never will. They call the murder the silent killer because no one heard the boy scream. His body was found three days later by an older couple who were hiking through the woods.
Now that I've graduated from high school and college, I'm gonna be starting my career in the WWE and this will be fun, just hope nobody makes me angry because we all know what will happen if they do.
8 years later...
Tell me what you all think I'm just throwing this story out there for the summer.