Trapped Within

Insane

I was never the same after that. Like who would be the same after what i did...? I killed for pleasure. It was like a drug, I needed it more and more. Until I was immune to it. Since i was immune to the 'drug' i brutally murdered for the sake of It didn't bother me that I was taking innocent lives. My mission was to make everyone to feel the pain I went through as a child, even if it has a cost. I remember one late night a little girl came up to me. Not scared. Not sure how the world actually worked. For most little children i'm a scary bitch. I have a sleeve of tattoos, multiple facial tattoos, piercings everywhere. The little girl told me her name... Noel. Such a pretty name. So innocent. I really don't know what was happening in my mind but she was talking one second and screaming in agony the next. It was like I blacked out and not have realized that. I really don't know what happened. It hurt me knowing that i'm so incredibly insane that i'm doing this to little girls like Noel. Thing is people deserve the pain I went through. What's the fucking point in life if people don't suffer? I was far down in the deep black pit of destruction I was willing to kill my own family. They aren't as innocent as some would think. Jadan was still in the mental place for fuck ups so i couldn't kill him. Lucille was already dead; then again she is a fucking coward. Sometimes my mind is so insane that i kinda want to dig her up and kill her again. Stupid thing is she already dead. So that won't work... Lucas my fuck up of a father was in Mexico doing some drug deals. Couldn't kill him because he granted me with this kingdom of terror. Like who wouldn't be happy. I love my fucked up life.  For five glorious long years this was my life. 

Author note: thank u so much if u r actually reading this mess... I'm trying to drag out the story if u couldn't tell 🙈 much love 🔥🖤