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Hey :) I'm new to this so please don't be to harsh. But good critism would be good :)  

Oh I'm nervous lol :) I hope you guys like my story . Oh but the beginning is kind of gross  

Lol says my friends so u might have to stomach it :) here goes nothing oh sorry for editing mistakes :/  

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Chapter 1

I sat in my empty apartment bored out of my mind . I pulled out my iPhone and dialed my bestfriends number . He picked up immediately . "heyy spency , " Luke said when he picked up "what's up?." 

I laughed at his nickname ," yeah Lukey , can I come over I'm boored!" I whined .  

Luke chuckled ," no I'm sorry I'm working, you can come over at 11:00. I'll be off by then ."  

I groaned ," fine , but what will I do for 3 whole hours Luke . " 

He chuckled ," go for a walk or something lol ." 

I snorted and replied curtly," k." and hung up the phone . I walked out the front door and onto the streets. It was already dark out side. The warm breeze past threw my hair and at that moment i was completly and utterly happy. Then, as if God hated  my happiness , a tall lean creepy man came stalking behind me. I could feel his presence . I didnt give away that i could see him. My happiness was now shot and rage built in me. I could feel my urge to ripp the man apart coming into me. I tried deep breathing and think happy thoughts like Luke said. It didnt work my mind and body was already purring for his death. I turned around and the man stopped in his tracks.

"What do you want mister." i said calmly . he just stared at me. mouth opening and closing. "Stop gaping mister and answer my damn question."

He smiled maliciously , "looks like i found a good one today" and darted towards me knife in hand. I grabbed him by his shirt . His eyes bludging out of his sockets as i raised him up into the air. I threw him in to the ally and pulled out my pocket knife. I laughed , " you think you can rape me!, ha you must be crazy." He stumbled and scrambled to get up. I kicked him in the face. " How do men like you live with yourselves." He started to cry. I felt no sympathy my body was now excited my face was still showed no sign of my inner excitment .

"W-who A-are you" he stuttered through his tears. Blood spilling from his forehead.

"well ... you can say... im you worse nightmare!" I whispered next to his face and then I unleashed the urge that was building inside me.

I sat in the dark ally my back pressed against the wall holding the bloody body in my lap. He laid there in my arms his guts pooling out of his now carved open body . A smile slowly rose from my once expressionless face . My urge was satisfied for the time being. I got up and placed the dead man on the dumpster in a sittin position . I reached into his left pocket and grabbed his cell phone and wallet . I turned off the phone and removed the mans drivers license and any other type of I.d from his wallet . I gave the already dead man one last look. I sighed and quickly snapped off his head from body . It never seized to amaze me how strong I was, taking off his head was a piece of cake . I snapped of his feet and hands and placed them in my duffle bag . I wrapped the head in a black towel and shoved it in with the rest . I giggled , the cops never traced any of my murders back to me . It was silly how dumb they were . Though know one would ever believe that sweet old me, Spencer Harris , would ever kill a soul . Oh how wrong we're they . I look at my phone 12:05 it read .  

"shit!" I muttered and ran into my sleek black BMW my brother sent too me when I moved to florida . I looked in the rear view mirror and was slightly taken back when I saw a pair of black eyes staring at me . I realized it was me and blinked a couple times . When I was done my violet eyes returned back to normal . I sped down the road to Luke's house . He was my best friend ever since I turned sixteen . He was always there for me when I "slipped up" . He never onced judged me . He owned a meat chopping machine or whatever u called it and he always chopped the cut off pieces for me . So it wouldn't be of any evidence if the cops found me out .  

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