Confessions of a killer

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Authors note: Blah! I don't know what to write...  This is just a little sneak peak preview at how I think, (insert evil laugh here). No, this is a little thing I wrote inspired by Our Love Will Be Remembered, so I swear 'm not plagiarizing. It is supposed to be like a killer confessing to the police. It is definitely not my best work, It is just my little tribute to Darkness and Light. Yes I did curse in here (GASP), the world must end. Nah, I just felt like such bad butt cursing in writing ! So,,,,,,,, Have fun I guess            

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     I have killed.  I don’t know why. Maybe it was the god-like feeling I got when someone was begging, crying hysterically, at my mercy. Like I could control anything, I could kill anyone and get away with it, I could make anyone do anything, I felt like a king so consumed by power that he felt like a fucking (GASP) god.  The world couldn’t stop me; no one could, it was as if I were a super hero. No, I wasn’t doing anything wrong. Why? Because I was reliving people from their pitiful, pathetic lives. These people were like sheep and I was a lion. They were so busy frolicking in the garden that they never noticed how miserable they really were, they had never felt the kind of power I have felt. Never experienced the kind of things I have. These people were a joke; they actually enjoyed their simple, practically nonexistent lives. Didn’t they know that no one would remember them?  Everyone would forget their death and go on with their long, boring lives. I was giving a way out to these people. A way to be remembered, no one remembers a person who died naturally but everyone, and I mean everyone, remembers a person who was murdered. These people should have been thankful. But no, that was too much too ask. All of them begged and pleaded to be kept alive. Thankfully, I knew they would be happier on the other side so, you know, I slit their necks, or I pulled the trigger, or, well I always stopped them from taking another stupid pointless breath.

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Look it really is TINY.( WOW such a big innuendo right there) Didn't you have fun, I knew you would. Don't vomit like I did this weekend. KK bye bye I guess thats all...........

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 21, 2011 ⏰

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