The Things I've Done
I'll freely admit this, I'm a monster. I've slaughtered cats when I was 10. The first time I killed someone was when I was thirteen. The bitch had it coming, she wouldn't leave me alone so like a dog being poked by a stick I bite back…hard. High school was rough; I've never wanted to socialize with anyone. Well, I did felt a little lonely but there was apart of me that told me not to make any friends, not even have boyfriends. I blame my late Step Mother for that, in her eyes having a friend was a bad influence and dating a boy made you a whore. So just to keep her off my back, I was a loner with good grades while my sister, Natalya was having fun with friends and dating. I was the good girl, my sister the black sheep.
While I was playing the good girl during the day, I would sneak out at night just so I could have a little fix. It started off with animals again: mice, cats, dogs, I even got lucky enough to torture a deer. Once my old man got me a car, I started to go after people. Prostitutes are an easy kill, no body gives a shit about them. As I got older, I went for harder prey. I would pose myself as a whore to attract men to their deaths. The murders on Broadway made headlines in Wichita, Kansas. I felt like a local celebrity without even showing my face!
In college I was finally free from the clutches of my old man and his bitch of a wife. I was able to make friends, actually more like people I talk to. I was even able to make boyfriends, four to be exact. The three out of four that broke my heart I've killed. In my world break my heart and I'll fuck you up. The second one Timothy, cheated on me with his ex. On Halloween, I cut the ex up like I did with the whores on Broadway then I made Tim have sex with her corpse then I cut a smile into his face and finally put him out of his misery. Jeremy was almost the same, only it was with another man. Lastly was Jake, he was the worst. He tried to make me have a threesome, when I told him no he tried to rape me. On Halloween, I was back in his house. I brutally sodomized his girlfriend in front of him, cut a smile into his face then had him castrated.
There was a reason why I didn't say firstly, Isaac was a sweet man. Maybe a little bit too sweet. When I was trying to kill him, it was mainly out for my protection. He saw what I did, that I've killed my father and his whore of a wife (Lara cheated on him with another woman). I didn't want him dead and then again I didn't want him to report on me either. It wasn't planned, I fully blame myself for that. I got caught by his sister and his gang of brothers. The beating was brutal, I'm surprised that I'm even alive.
Now I'm in jail and ready for my sentence to either life in prison or death row. The only person that visits me is Natalya. I sometimes get letters from Isaac with every written word of love and care to me. I like that he still has feelings for me but at the same time I feel he might hurt himself because of me. After all, I did try to kill him.
Today I'm going to hear my sentence. I'm all ready from my punishment, I'm going to tell them everything but I'm not going to ask for forgiveness. Nobody forgives a monster like me. The door opens for my departure. There are two guards and an officer. I followed them to the place were I thought would be the courtroom but instead I was put in a white room with a white table in the middle. The only color in the room was a black suit with a document in his hands smiling at me.