"Well...I'll start from the beginning, I think."
He nodded.
"Well, it started when I was six, I was having these black outs. I would do horrible things and not remember them. I remember playing in the garden with my real parents, it was great. Next thing I knew they were dead next to me. Their insides were everywhere. I was covered with blood."
He looked shocked.
"I feel worse because I don't feel anything when I find out about what I've done."
"Who looks after you now?"
"Well, I...umm...I killed them too."
He looked at me seriously, I thought he was just going to leave me.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA...That's awesome." He hi-fived me.
I never thought he would have reacted like that. Thinking afterwards, it made sense seeing he is a serial killer.
I was pulled into a big hug, it was nice.
