I came back with my parents from my monthly visit to the hospital. The research of this day took a long time to complete. Causing me and my parents leaving the hospital almost by midnight. My dad knew a shortcut and guided us trough some dark alleys. But every alley I entered the voices in my head became louder and clearer. Kill them both of them...you can do it, prove yourself....I know you want to see them suffer...to see their blood escaping their bodies....KILL THEM NOW! After that everything became a blur the only thing I can remeber are their saying worried:"paul....put that metal pipe dow...." after that I woke up with that pipe stuck in my farthers chest. His face maimed and his fingers cut off. I couldn't even recognise my mom I only knew it was her because I saw her wedding ring next to her. That night, that horrible night the psycho in me showed itself. It showed me how hard this world could be. And that I am...a pure psychopath
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What's Left
HorrorThe dark shadow of my past follows me around, everywhere I look everywhere I go. It is there, the pure insanity of a psycho. But I am not that man i'm not that horrible thing who kills and tortures people just because it's fun. I'm just a normal kid...
