Diary Of a Future Serial Killer

2009, May 28.

Dear Diary,

Mom came home today, but she has company.

This older dude, about 75 years old, came home with her. Mom's only 35, so I don't think this is right. They've been creaking the bed all day. I hate it. I hate the man, because he smells like rotten fish.

I told Toby that I didn't like the guy, so he told me to 'just kill him'. I didn't even plan it.

It's going to be a spontaneous kill. New things. Exciting.

I grabbed a knife and walked upstairs.

The door to the bedroom was locked, so I climbed up to the room outside with the help of Toby, and smashed the window. They were both naked, and they were shocked. My mom yelled at me.

She was being very loud, so Toby threw scissors at her. It pierced right into her chest, where her heart is. Toby has really good aim.

That made her fall.

I thought I would be sad; she's my mother after all. She raised me to be the me now.

I didn't feel sadness; I felt happy that it was finally quiet.

I stabbed the man, and fresh blood squirted from his mouth.

After all that, I grabbed all the money in the house, and left with Toby. We decided to go visit my dad.

News story update: Serial Killer Strikes Again. Daughter and Son of Two Victims are Missing.