The History of Art

Dear Dana...

Dear Dana,

            Now, you may have noticed that many, many of your friends have died in the past month and a half. Well, you can thank your friend Josh for that. You see, he’s the reason you’re about to die.

            Do you wish to hear the story? No? Well, I’m going to tell it to you anyway.

            Josh was in elementary school when I recruited him to be part of my group. You may remember back in middle school, when you moved here, that you saw that Josh always hung around four people, Ken, Paul, David, and myself. All of us were different ages, but we were a tight knit group all the same.

            I had Josh too scared, too manipulated, to let him tell anyone what I was up to. I would steal things, murder pets. Josh and Ken both had weak stomachs when it came to the murders and wasted no time in getting sick all over themselves. I was forced to bring them home and clean them up before sending them back to their respective houses.

            Paul was in love with the killings. Even masturbated while I did it. I don’t know what is with that boy, but anything seems to turn him on. He must have some extra testosterone in that body of his. Or maybe it’s the pain he sees inflicted on others that turns him on.

            David was not a real active member of the group, but he enjoyed it nonetheless.

            Back to Josh. Oh yes, Josh. He decided he wanted to leave the group last month. This was after I had brought up the idea for us to kill our parents. I also wanted a larger group of people, so I insisted that he bring in you and your friends as well as Lilly.

            Yes, it seems wrong to introduce a six year old to murder, but I must have a member, a strong member, who will not try to overpower me. Paul attempts to overpower me. Josh tries to break the grip I have on him. Ken is a terrified little boy I worked so hard to change into a murderous animal, but failed at miserably. And David, he’s just…there. He doesn’t participate. He only watches. I’ve never seen him kill an animal. But he did participate in Josh’s rape.

            Oh yeah, I raped Josh. Along with Paul and David. We made him perform oral on all of us. We raped him from behind. He was tied up like a hog. You would have enjoyed seeing him like that.

            This is going to be my most pleasant kill. Because first, I will have sex with you. I have had sex with women, but never with a virgin. And I know you are a virgin you young Catholic. Saving yourself for marriage correct? Well, that day will never come and I will take that virtue from you as soon as I’m done reading you this letter.

            This is also the most dangerous of my kills. If you are skilled enough, you will be able to take my gun from me. But I don’t think you want to do that. Because then, I will kill you like Paul killed his parents. They went missing and he forced them to do things until he strangled both of them.

            I hope one day I get to torture someone like Paul got to torture his parents, but I will know that pleasure someday.

            You want to know why I’m killing all of you? I just told you. Josh left the group. That’s it you say? Well, it’s a good enough reason for me. Prepare to die Dana Fields. But first, I will have sex with you and force you to write your own suicide letter. And then I will shove this gun in your mouth and pull the trigger. Time to die young girl.

            I am so sorry. So much has gone wrong in the past few weeks. So many people are dying and I broke promises I said I would never break.

            I slept with Art Saint this morning. I called him, asked him to come over, and had sex with him. I gave him a blowjob too. I broke my promise to God to not have sex before marriage. Not just that, but I broke my promise by killing myself.

            I just can’t do it anymore. I need to die so that all of this can just disappear.