The year was 2016, I was put into another asylum. No matter where I went, i was not changing. I was born psychotic. I am as many people call me "the incarnation of satan himself". Now you tell me who am i? I'm going to tell you my back story. Now imma tell you this isn't for the faint of heart.
12/16/96 the year i was born. My mother was a redhead with brown eyes. My father was more of a dirty blonde who talked like any stock up asshole who had something stuck up where the sun don't shine. I ended up having none of those features. I was more of a black hair blacked eyed freak. Both of my parents came from pretty rich families. Which begs to make my story nice and happy but nah. I was a fucked up baby from the beginning. I personally preferred lighters and gasoline as my toys.
A few years passed, I was 5 we were at a restaurant and I just had a mac and cheese plate. My mom and dad were at the bathroom. I grabbed my utensils and looked around my surroundings. People were everywhere and i hated that. I got off my seat and stabbed every child and adult i saw. I looked at their blood on my tiny shoes and i started to beat their faces in. I had murdered 20 people. They thought I was just angry but no i wanted to kill them too.
At the age of around 15 i killed my stuck up father and my bitch of a mother. I beat them with bats and cut them with knives. I mutilated them till they were unrecognizable. Orphaned and taken to a mental hospital. My travels from hospital to hospital began. Every hospital had a new victim. Tonight, the devil will walk amongst the mortals. I am breaking out.
First time with my therapist 8 years ago
"So, you killed at the age of 5 am i correct?" my therapist said.
"Yes and why the fuck would you give a shit about my fucking past you slut!" (just to specify my therapist is male).
"Don't get violent with me or i will have them beat you." He said with a smug smile that i wanted to rip and shove up his ass.
"Fine, you punk ass bitch. You can't fight your own fucking battles can you." I said firmly. That led to a beating that had me bleeding and smiling.
"I told you, didn't I?" he sarcastically said.
"shut up you fucking human!" I said before spitting on his face. He had dismissed the meeting afterwards. Leading to me killing the man and being tasered to near death. That fucking bastard had it coming to him.