Mind of a psycho killer
Many people have asked me why do I kill that's a answer I am asking myself each and every day. Why do I kill you visit other instinct out of primary motive. Or simply I enjoy it no one will ever know well I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it a little bit. Course that's just me. I always say enjoy doing what you love even if you have a reason for doing it or not I guess you can say love is a reason. But who are you to judge me only one person can judge me and that's God. The one person that can pass the judgment day upon me
But enough about God. But down to the juicy details I first started killing people when I was a young lad. My first victim was in first grade a bully. Some say he had it coming to him some say I just snapped and had enough. But that's not this person did not bully me. And I did not kill him out of pity for others either get it because I wanted to. Like when you put a little fish in a tank full of sharks. Do they kill out of instinct or simply just because they can. Something like that has been racking through my head for the longest times
But back at the task at hand my first victim. It was easier than I thought it would be catch the little prick offguard. When he least expect to be safe I waited for him in the bathroom stall. As he was getting through and washing his hands. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my hands around his fat little throat. Well fat being a oxymoron but either way. I killed him and satisfied with what I did course I made it like an accident. So I don't draw attention to myself. So being the smart child that I was close to being a genius prodigy. I made his death look like a accident made it look like he slipped on a puddle of water. And snapped his neck
Putting on a serious face and trying not to laugh about it. I ran out of the bathroom screaming. To alert my teachers that my friend had slipped and fell and he was non-responsive. So the teachers came into the restroom to investigate to the shock and horror on their face. I heard one of them say I'm sorry but he's dead. At this moment I had to think of something and quick. So I Feight passing out due to the site of a death. So they took me to the nurses office. So I can wake up after the shock that I experienced. After I tended to wake up in a shock and confusion one of my dearest friends offered to walk me home. Course me and this person grew up together so I cannot kill them. Well the killer has to have a little remorse at times
After that I realize I could get away with anything. So the years went by and continue killing people. One by one they drop like flies and the cops had no idea why. They didn't expect a innocent young man to be a cold-blooded killer. So as I got older I had increased my skills. And found out I was adopted at a young age. My real family was rich. But they didn't want it boy for some reason. May only wanted my sister oh yes I found out I have a older sister. But I do not wish to her I only wish to meet her. And thanks for making me who I am. And also I got a job as a police officer. So I can kill whoever I want. And whoever I want for it and not get caught
With my new found power I able to locate my long-lost sister. And I love her like a brother should. And thank her for making me who I am today. A police officer and a cold-blooded murder. So that's all I have to say for now. And I have to go and I finally cannot wait to see my sister. My dear sweet Jacqueline. So you'll be hearing from me soon.Much and many love the psycho serial killer. Jimmy
