Of course I ran him over.
He did not deserve to live in a world where I exist. I simply could not allow it to happen. It was my world and he was corrupting it by each breath I let him take. He lived because I allowed him for so long, but I had enough of that man. I knew my patience was wearing thin and if I had not hit him with my car over and over and over again I would not know what to do with myself.
His death should not mean anything either, he was a scumbag. I saw how he stared at the little children in the park, taking photographs without their knowledge. Hell, I couldn't blame them. They were kids who did not know their left to right.
He groped them too so if you have a problem with me killing a pedophile then this system is messed up. I killed him because I knew how terrible he was and by you stopping me, you are just as scum as he was.
He was tainted, foolish, blood hungry and I was made into this world to stop men like him. He hurt in every step he took. He hurt in ways blood would clot from terror. I know your team is investigating his home, check his basement. See those pictures of the little people undressed and petaled and look at it with disgust. He is the man you are vouching for.
I had to destroy him. He haunts those that are weak, those who are innocent, those who deserve anything but. He was the cancer I needed to remove out of this world. So I said goodbye, goodbye to my fellow past lovers, to the children I watched, to the mother who raised this bastard. I say goodbye as I see the incoming headlights rushing towards me.
After all, I had it coming.
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