The Letters Of Death

Letter 11

A/N :- Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't uploaded for near enough a week now! I've been having trouble with a novel, which I'm recently writing. Now, that I'm back on track, I can start uploading again! Yay! Happy times!:D

Dear Detective,

I reckon my letter writing skills are getting better with each letter I write to you. I've even started thinking about writing a whole novel on the murders, which I've been carrying out! How amazing would that be? I mean, no one else would suspect it's true. Only you would know but I guess, I could use a pen name. What do you think?

Anyway, I don't care what you think about that. I killed another couple today. They were in the hotel you've been staying in lately. They were teenage sweethearts. I wanted to gag at the horrible things they did. They even played tonsil tennis! How disgusting, right? Stupid idiots forgot to lock the hotel room door, which allowed me to enter. I grabbed their iron and a hammer.

The guy was on top of the girl, while she was lay on her belly. I whacked him over the head with a hammer three times. She screamed. Why do girls always have to scream? Get over it. Your boyfriend is dead, so what? Anyway, I turned him over and slammed the iron into his face. After, I belted the girl over and over with the iron.

I thought you might like to know. I understand you still haven't found any evidence of the other murders I committed. Oh well.

I must go now. I have to go work now.

Sincerely,

The Iron Ripper