Ariel's story

June - August

June 6,1934

Mother's not breathing. Her hands are cold. Her face is pale. Her long, copper colored hair rested on her shoulders. I will never see her again. I wanted to cry, but the tears doesn't seem to come out. She was my only family. Father has died and sis left this poor family. I'm all alone now in this godforsaken cabin. I lost everything I loved. There is no point of living anymore. I want to die.

June 13,1934

It's been a week since mother died and yet no one has come to visit her. Not even sis. Humans are heartless. Their all hopeless creatures that do not even deserve to live. Mother was killed by one. I will never forgive them. Never. Isn't it best to just kill them? This isn't murdering at least, I'm just killing scoundrels that doesn't deserve to live. God wouldn't mind, he will be grateful for me to kill all those imbeciles.

July 26,1934

This is the first time I saw this much human blood on my bare hands, the blood was caused by my doings. Of course I didn't regret any of this event. The kitchen knife is blood stained all over. I knew that somebody is going to get revenge for this, but this is my revenge. The victim's stomach is cut wide open; blood spilled all over the adult corpse. Though I'm still a child, I am calm when killing these imbeciles and spill human blood. They all come from my hatefulness and anger towards humans.

July 28,1934

I slaughtered another human. This time it was a little girl much younger than me. Her cries would make me laugh real hard. Hehehehehehehehehahahahaha. I was so hungry for her soul that I showed no mercy on her. I stabbed her stomach right away before she can escape to the front door. She was in great agony and groaned so loudly that I had to cover her mouth with a towel.

August 4,1934

Not one soul has come for revenge yet. pathetic. Anybody can become killers. Even little girls like me. Probably other humans just doesn't get it.

August 16,1994

There are blood all over this victim's room. Not a inch is neutral. All I see is pure red in front of my eyes. My blood stained knife is in my bare hands. There is just too much people in this family. Family........ I can't stand them.