chapter 2

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Alice was the first. for many years no one knew what had happened. she just...slipped. now everyone in this room knows. they all know about her and everyone that came after her. see until then i never really accepted the fact that i got a thrill from killing things. but Alice, oh Alice. the feeling that followed my first kill was one of the best things i have ever felt in my life. i could feel the adrenaline flowing through my entire body. she was my breaking point. 

since Alice i have had 122 other people "slip". it was that faithful 123 that landed me in this room. i was literally caught red handed. cleaning up all the red i mean. my oh so loving boyfriend came home during the clean up. i knew having him around was a risk but what can i say? i was in love. but he didn't understand. so likewise when he came home and saw me standing in the middle of our while on while with white lining living room wearing a blood stained shirt scrubbing blood off of the floor next to the body. he did what any normal person would do. screamed like a little girl and called the police.  so now i am sitting in this chair being examined by everyone in this room proclaiming my innocence. self defense i said. one thing almost any girl can play off with just a little tears and a sob story about how "he tried to rape me and i didn't know what else to do". yeah its kinda screwed up to be making false claims like that but if it keeps me out of prison ill say anything. 

when the judge finally enters the room everybody is now focusing on him. as he begins to state the verdict i am almost sure i know the answer. boy an i surprised then the word innocent slithers off of this tongue and passed through his lips. 

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