Death.
Never has it concerned me like it does them. The worthless, the easy. Too easy to rip and tear, bleed and kill. Always so weak with fear, begging me to let them live, that they won't tell anyone. Stupid. They will know. They will all know how you screamed for mercy as I showed the world what a swine you were. As I charmed you, had you follow me to the cabin. As I tied you to the chair, already stained and dried from the last one. As I tore away at your pesky flesh. It starts nice and neat with clean cuts and steady drips, you tried not to scream. That didn't last long. But I got excited, I made a mess. I slashed and ripped and tore. You looked so pathetic as you cried, snot and tears covering your face. When I took off your clothes you started to gag, you thought I was going to rape you. When I untied you, you tried to run. Stupid girl. I pinned you down as I ran my pretty knife down your spine. You screamed louder then. I laughed. Your body writhed as I tore through you, knife dragging as it tugs against your tough skin. You stopped moving soon, you died too soon! Weak little girl. I cleaned up the room, washing away your warm blood. I used bleach, no one will check for trace anyways. I left the chair alone, I knew it was dangerous but it always makes them so afraid. Then I had to deal with you. I cut you up inside the plastic leaving no mess, your body dragged, your flesh heavy like sandbags. All your pieces went in one hole, deep down. It was a little hole from my old dog, no one will find you under him. I can still hear you screaming, so loud but sounding so far away. I watch my clothes burn away as I sit naked on the cold floor. Tomorrow they are holding your funeral, they stopped looking already. I'll be there, even though you won't. Your mama will cry and your daddy will shout. Silly girl.
They told you not to play in the dark.
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Without Mercy
Horror"I was born with the devil in me. I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing..I was born with the evil one standing as my sponsor beside the bed where I was ushered into the world, and he...
