Albert Fish's Prodigy

chapter 1

my name is Tyrion Jacob Fish unusual last name but I happen to be related to one of the most famous serial killers of all time Hamilton Howard "Albert" Fish. He was known under many names such asgray man, werewolf of Hysteria,The Brooklyn vampire, The moon maniac, and the truest one of them all the boogeyman. Fuck all the bedtime stories about the boogeyman there was and always will be 1 original boogeyman and his name is Albert Fish. I knew since I was little I was different ever since I started to walk I'd love to put people or animals in pain weather it would be kickin, biting, pulling hair, and even punching. Once elementary school started the playground was my favorite place, want to know why? The reason why is I could start small fights, make people fall, all that basic schoolyard stuff. Now once middle school started that was a whole nother level. I began killing small animals such as small house cats, small dogs, strays, rats, and the occasional bird. My favorite way to kill them was to slit their throats. Just watching the blood flow from their helpless bodies as they gasped for air; sometimes I would take their blood and rub it all over my arms and body it made me feel high like I had taken 7 ecstasys at once. It's a feeling like no other so hard to explain. After my 1st two years of middle school I was in my 8th grade year that's when I started getting more physically violent with other students I'd get into at least 5 fights a day. Once the middle of the year came I was sent off to a school for troubled teens at the time I was just 60 days away from my 13th birthday I stayed here until my senior year was about to start. Not much happened between this time they kept me pretty well sedated and watched 24/7. Now we're in present time and I'm headed back home to Brooklyn, NY let the fun begin. I shut my journal as the taxi pulled up to my mom's dreaded two story Towne house. Brick with the most god awful baby barf green trim around the windows and doors, this was home sadly it hadn't changed a bit. I walk up the evenly made concrete steps. I knock on the baby barf green door and before I can get the second knock In a woman who I believe to be my mother answers the door. "Tyrion?! You're home?!" she almost screamed like a giddy school girl. "I thought they called you mom." I said in a quite aggregated tone she smiled and then began to cry. I then head a man's voice scream "who's at the door bitch?! Hurry up and shut the door you're letting all the cold air out!" she sniffles and ushers me inside I can already tell I'm not going to like this man.