Daily Life Of A Killer

"This is my first time making a story, so please bare with me, cause ill do my best"

STORY 1

CHAPTER 1
Introduction

My name is Renny Minn, im 15 years old. I am your regular normal highschool student this days. I like cooking, or you could say i like the sensation of "Cutting" something. I have a bad habit of using Knifes or Sciccors since i was a kid, The bad habit was "Using It In A Very Dangerous Manner". A lot of my friends said that too. They said that i look really scary when using Sciccors or Sharp things. Since i was little, i was very good at hands skill and the way of using Weapons. Because of many rumor that goes by my scary way of using Weapons. People started to spread lies, for example that i have killed somebody, or that i dont have a soul and have no mercy to other people. Because of that, many deliquents always try to pick a fight with me, everytime i get home from school. And of course i always rejected them, but we fight anyway. I always go home at 7pm because there is nothing to do at my house. I live alone in an apartment, my Father and Mother died from a plane crash when they were going to london. That day was heavily raining, completed with a huge storm and a roaring thunder. And then the plane dissapear that day, and was founded 4 days later. My cousin didnt want to taking care of me because they already have many kids to take care of, So i was given my fathers and my mothers bank account and moneys for my living. I still keeping it until now. I worked in a restaurant for making more money to buy some stuff, of course i take the role of a chef cause im really good at cooking and with using my hands. I go to the cooking club every monday and wednesday to learn other foods. There are always spares of Knife because there are quite a lot people that joined the cooking club. So the previous cooking club president use their club budget to buy more knifes.

CHAPTER 2
Day 1

Today i woke up at 6am, so it was convenient because i need to make breakfast and prepare to go to school, even though there is no point. You could say im pretty smart at almost every subject, so i dont need to study at all. After i woke up i maked breakfast and then go to school, and of course bringing a Knife for the cooking club. At the usual street that i goes to i met 4 people that is currently mugging a girl. Of course i ran trough and go to the girl to save her, i told the 4 guys that 4 againts 1 is not fair, eccspecially mugging a girl. But they became piss off and try to hit me. But because im pretty good at fighting, just as i told at the introduction, i fight them. But without a weapon i cant land a strike to them. So i had an idea, i will use my knife to try and scare them. After i take the knife from my bag, i feel...weird. My mind stated to think and act on itself. My hand swing towards the one of the people and i started stabbing him in the leg to prevent him to ryn from me, the other 3 guys became scared and run. The girl that i saved was scared and fainted, even though i dont want to stab him, deep inside me, i want to kill him. The guy that i stab scared and even cry and begging for mercy, but i cant say anything. What i know is, i am smiling when he was crying. Im very happy and feel very relax doing it, and then i kill him, and i doesnt even feel anything about it, i didnt cry, scared, or even regreted my action. I ran home because im still curious about what happened to me, i left the girl in the street and bring the guy to a dumpster and throw him away. Thank goodness that i was wearing a black jacket that is covering my face so that the girl did not notice who i am. I think about it at home hundred of times, who am i? What do i need to do? Whats my talent? Question keep popping in my head, but only one answer was given by my mind. I like the sensation when i stab him, using the Knife and thrust it to his Flesh and Meat, the smel of the fresh blood and his scream, as if it was a music in my ear. I Love It~ :)

TO BE CONTINUED....