The work of a pshychopath

chapter 1

My thoughts are what might save a person from life or death. My actions give me extreme pleasure,people are like cardboard boxes to me they're not fun at all but ,when you rip them open their insides are what entertain me. To me people are here as my little objects only to be played with to my bodies content and then to be thrown away. My mother recently got me a therapist like it would help me, when she on about how she's worried about me i only imagine how good it would feel to just slit her throat, the pure bliss i would be in to burn patches of her skin to a crispy ash and gourge her eyes out like scoping out ice cream from the container. My watcher Michael J. Harper only consists of obvious repetitive questions. What have you done today Jay? How was school Jay? Did you keep your mind open like we talked about Jay? Jay,Jay,Jay,Jay! I never get time to myself except for sleep, and my incompetent mother even monitors me then. They don't understand i'm not the danger my thoughts are. They're always calling me to kill because i have the power and right to, they say other people don't matter, you don't fucking need them Jay. Fire. Fire is so mesmerizing and beautiful. I'm definitely not an arsonist even tho i watch the flame on my lighter daily and not to mention i even have a lighter since i don't smoke. i'm just obsessed with burning things . i first realized my obsession when i saw this dog on a dock on the pier, he was covered in oil that's when he came to my mind and gave me the urge he never gives me his name but he just waits in the void in my mind showing only to help me get a kick by destroying a victim, so as i was saying he gave me the urge , so i grabbed the lighter in my back pocket and i watched that puppy burn. As the skin on his melting flesh slipped off his frail crying body i just laughed as i kicked him into the water his blood spread like ironically fire. my only regret that day was that i didnt beat that dog to death so the suffering could of lasted longer. my blood lust started with animals but soon i moved on to more pleasing prey.  i started 5 years ago when i was 10 and i will be like Jeffrey Dahmer my idol and i'll last longer unfound. me and jeffrey have a connection, i just know i want to be better than him, i want to feel him in my actions. i want to be him....    

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