I didnt mean to kill her.
I was trying to do the opposite, to save her.
She was drowning in the pool and i went to pull her out, except, i didnt. Instead, i held her head down until she stopped struggling. I cant say it was a mistake but, it was just too easy.
And it got me thinking. If i could kill her so easily, what else could i do? I guess you could say this is the
moment I became a killer.
Well, not exactly. Ive always been abit strange. I didnt fit in. While other kids were playing with barbies and toy trucks, I was taking animals from the woods and slitting their throats. It started off small, like birds and squirrels but slowly got bigger. I remember once i was taking my neighbours dog out for a walk and i took it to the woods, And i killed it.
But that wasnt even the worst part. Afterwards, I put it in a box and posted it back to my neighbour. But because of how long it took, it was already decaying and full of maggots. I mean, i think the worst part is that i found it funny. Hilarious even.
Anyways, where was i? Oh right, yeah i guess you could say i was a weird kid, and a weird teen. Which is probably why i got picked on by most of the other kids. But one of them in general really liked to make my life hell. His name was thomas, Thomas loved making sure everyone knew how weird i was. But to everyone else, he was a hot, jock. The cheerleader especially liked him. So, I decided that if he was ganna make my life hell, i was ganna put him in hell. Forever.
So, i started hatching a plan. I was ganna make sure they all get what they deserve, Thomas, the cheerleaders, even the ones that laughed. And i was ganna get away with it all. All i needed was someone innocent to blame it all on.
Every passing day my anger was getting stronger, and so was my plan. It was foolproof. They would all die a slow and painful death, until only the worthy were left.
