The Diary Of A Serial Killer

Day 5

April, 26

I regret going to the local shop this morning. It was a fucking waste of time. I needed to get a few things and half of them were sold out. I have never been more angry in my life than I was this morning. When I asked for cigarettes they didn't have. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? Who doesn't have cigarettes nowadays? The worst part was that the damn girl behind the pay desk tried to calm me down.

I could feel my blood heating up. My eyes probably have changed cause I swear to the demons that I saw the fear building up in her eyes. She tried giving me money and I already knew what her next step was. I knew there was a panic button under the cash machine so I simply grabbed her for the collar of her uniform and simply told her not to do it. But in my way.

Later I was smoking behind the shop. I knew her shift will be over in a few minutes. I had been watching her car for a while when I heard the door of the exit of the shop being opened. I looked up to see her. She walked over to her car. I stood up from my place and walked slowly taking my time. I saw her putting her things in the backseat. Just as she was about to open the door for the driver's seat I grabbed her by the hair and hit her head in the car.

She fell to the ground. I put the cigarette that was in my hand between my lips. I inhaled a few times from it and then left it between my lips. The girl was unconscious but I could care less. I kneeled over her. She had a huge wound on her head. Her blood was running down. I pressed two fingers to her neck and I felt her heart beating.

I sighed deeply. I knew this wasn't going to kill her so I had to think quickly. At this very moment I was thanking that this street was dark and noone ever walked through it. My huge hand grabbed her neck and my other hand was placed on her head. With a simple move I twisted it and I heard the cracking noise.

I knew I had done my work properly. I checked her pulse again just to make sure it was all finished. Her heart had stopped beating. I muttered the words 'Stupid bitch' under my breath as I stood up. After a few steps I took a last whiff from the cigarette and threw it on the ground and stepped on it.

I walked home slowly lighting up a new cigarette...