Monster Under My Bed

Chapter 1

Chapter 1.
    5 Years Later..

Five years, funny thought. Funny to think that I've been raping, torturing, and playing around with the minds of seemingly innocent beings.

I, Emmett Stone. The boy no one spoke to, the boy who got average grades, the boy no one would ever suspect of such- what is the word?

Ah, horrific acts.

My teeth latch onto the cigarette as I watched my next victim, I had lost count on how long I've been doing this. But I couldn't help but find it so thrilling, so absolutely satisfying.

To have such control over the situation, to feel so empowered by their useless screams and pleas. It was all so incredibly amazing.

The fear that shown in their eyes as they looked at me, it made me feel so alive. When for so long I felt so dead and emotionless, I now feel strong and full of life..

I haven't felt this way since my uncle took what was rightfully mine..

My smile was no longer fake as my friends and family looked at me, but was real and genuine.

I was whole..

As he walked slowly down the sidewalk I trailed after him, not exactly intending to kill him.

But I did have other thoughts in my mind, after all he was in middle school and was around the age my innocence left my body.

I followed the boy home, I watched as his mother greeted him at the doorstep with a light kiss upon his cheek. I slowly tilted my head to the side, amused.

Not because of her lack of beauty, or the way her teeth stuck out when she grinned. But out of pity, pity that her only child tonight will face my wrath as she lays in her bed.

Unaware of the fact that her son is being penetrated in the room next to her, and being toyed with viciously in the worst possible ways.. I was going to have a lot of fun.