Most people judge me by my looks and can automatically tell that I'm crazy . I feel empty inside and left out no matter what . No one gets me ! Just because I seem to get a rush from killing anything with life doesn't make me any different from others . HA! I guess you could say I'm somewhat crazy . See I wasn't so violent all my life. Who the hell knows what triggered this deep emotion for me to start wanting to end lives . Maybe it was the death of my parents and my twin , Andy . Who am I kidding , I know that they're the reason . My parents were the first people I'd ever killed . This is where I start my story & this is how i'll explain to you guys how I got here . What is here you may ask ? oh, sorry I forgot to mention, I am in Overbrook Insane Asylum. The most wonderful place to call home .
