The last thing i knew what i was... a bloodthirsty killer who wants to hunt down more people and bring my life to a great justice and be more powerful. I want swing my axe many times and watch the blood flow. I can't wait until these days happen.
I will be that monster haunting you in your sleeps. I want to prove to my mother that i can worth it. I wish i could of shown her but its too late shes not around. But theres a reason she aint around i killed her and my poor innocent brother watched horror but he knew why i did it. You will also know why too... soon.
But for right no i see more young children like my age unfornautly i dont have my axe i left it to rest. But i have my hands. Teeth and well knowledge of death. I ran to children pretending to want to play with them.
" urm...hi.. may i join you.. i just would like to play i want to have some fun..please " shyly i said with a innocent look in my eyes. They let me play even though they should know better to not talk to a stranger.
While they were looking away i grabbed both of their heads with as much strength i could gather and smash their heads together what knocked them both out and managed to punch them many time in the ribs. I then headed off back to my best toy in the world my axe and my annoying brother...
A few hours later i managed to get to my axe and brother in a small shed. Yes i know that is where we were living but the thing is me and my brother are survivors. We stay strong and protect each other. I protect him mainly but he knows how to protect himself so i am sure he can handle himself.
Anyway the story is i wanted to kill my mother because she was a ass to us. She destroyed us. She used to punish us more than other parents. It was hard for us too. One day she locked up my brother and broke most off his bones and leaving him to die. I had enough of it and decided to kill mum while she was reading. I grabbed a axe from the garage and swung it in the back of the skull and also dont worry my brother survived and is a stronger than before. That's the end of that past.
