The Small Town Murders

The end

I'm on a walk when I hear the heavy breathing of a late night jogger coming upon my left, I start feeling anxious and then as she slowly passes by me I see her, and I go cold I spin round grab her by the neck "hello penny" I say, gritted teeth anger in the eyes she pleads for life, but she's not worth it I snap her neck one handed blood spilling from her mouth I drop her as I stand over her choking her to death seeing red, Blood everywhere not blinking not taking a second to rest my teeth from this agony I've put them in with how tight my jaw is clenched I drag her and drop her into the swamp like lake where no one will find her.
I don't like killing I never have, but I need to otherwise I'll kill myself and no one should take their own life no matter what you do no matter what people tell you to do or say to you no matter what happens, never be the cause of your own death, my father told me that before he died.
Now I've killed hundreds, but it must end, I must rest, my spree is over maybe I'll kill again maybe when another like me comes along, I'll kill them, maybe when the man who killed my parents is free I'll kill him, maybe I'll retire. Who knows. But what I know is, I'm going to make a sandwich and wait for the day I return.
The end..?