If the reader of this has thoughts of feeling actions to do want I'm about to rite about you should stop reading after this chapter. This story is full of murder, sex, and violence. BE PREPARED!
THE FIRST KILL
I'm 18. I have had these thoughts these murderous stick and terminative thoughts. They started off as suicidal and turn murderous. I have picked out my first victim. A nobody. Someone no one will miss. Someone no one knows. His name is.......you don't need to know that just yet. Let me explain how I choose him.
He was just sitting there asking for change and I figured well since no one will even give him a penny he looks like he should be put out of his misery. So I went into the diner across the street and bought a sand which. I took it to him.
Around nine O'clock I went back to the place I saw him at. Of course he was sitting there still. I went over to him and said come with me. I told him I had an extra room and I would let him use it if he got a job. What he doesn't know is I'm taken him to an abandoned house and I'm going to kill him very slowly.
We get to the house. When we got inside I pull out an old barber shop razor. The one that flips open and close. I cut his throat just rite so he wouldn't die just yet. I dragged his body up the steps. I repeatedly stabbed him and he cried for help. All that did was drive my passion for the art of killing. I took lemon juice and dumped it on his opened wounds. As he rolled around in agony I smiled my sadistic smile.
I put chloroform on a rag to knock him out. When he woke up I shot him execution stile. In the back of the head and then in each eye. I watched him die then I laughed. I record the whole murder. I watch it over and over again. It pleases me.
an. I love gruesome murder and it get's worst trust me. This first one is not my best murderous thoughts.
credit to my best friend kim for posting the story and taking 6 HOURS to figure out all the details (title,summery, charectors)
ily kim