I don't have a name. no one cares about me. im always alone. I have nobody. no family, no friends, no relatives. no one knows me. take me or leave me but im not changing, this is my destiny. all I want is to somebody... wanna hear my life? fine. these are my final words
I'm that crazy girl in school. the one always sitting in the back corner, never raising her hand. before I used to have a friend. her name was Beth. I met her in that jail we called school. she was a nobody too, but at least we had each other. she's the only name I knew, and I loved that name
my dad abused me and my mom was an alcoholic drug dealer. she always brought home guys I didn't know while my dad was at darts. she was always to drunk to actually realize what she was doing. she was annoying me with all of her little "friends" so I killed her. I took my pocket knife and split her throat. I didn't want her to make a lot of noise, and I didn't want to torture her, so that was the best idea. there was no purpose in keeping her alive so I guess that's why I killed her so effortlessly.
I knew my dad would eventually relieve that something was wrong with my mom, so I killed him too. it wasn't that hard. I just threw a big jug of wine at his big old head and he got knocked out. dead or alive I buried him. he's definitely dead now
I learned how to get away with killing people from my brother Ryan. he was my last hope until he hung himself. he was tired of our dad abusing him so he killed himself. just something that small can make someone do such a terrible thing. he left me here. with nobody. all alone to rot and die. thank you Ryan, you really screwed me. I know if I told him I was going to kill my parents he wouldn't have killed himself, but when I went into his room to tell him, he was dead. I was too late. Ryan's an impatient little jerk
as of now im living with beth in an abandend apartment I found. worst part is, beth is dead too. your probably thinking "but you said she lived with you" i'm not lying. she's in the floorboards. I was with her when she died. we were holding eachother down in the water and she died before me and let go of me, keeping me alive and her dead. I waited for her to pick her head back up but it never happened
why am I telling you my story though? these are my final words. my name is Eric and my body is on 128 rockland rd.
