I always have wanted to hurt the people who have hurted me. But I never wanted to kill them until the incident. Elizabeth Heart, my love, my everything was walking to my house to see if I was okay. A couple of drunk jocks saw her and wanted her. They wouldn’t take no for an answer. She screamed as loud as she could and no one heard her. They grabbed her and dragged her to the house. She kept screaming and screaming crying out for help. But no help came. They tied her up to a bed and took advantage of her. They all took turns. She was vulnerable and fragile. She tried to fight back but when she did Patrick Lewis, the captain of the baseball team, got his bat. When the cops found her body, she was all deformed. Her body was found in the lake. The only reason how I know what happened was because the stupid jocks video taped everything they did to my love and posted it online.
Dear reader,
can you imagine the pain I felt. Watching my love plea for life. Seeing those jackheads touch her with their dirty hands. I watched the whole video and I felt hatred. I wanted to kill them right then but I knew I had to be smart about it. Can you blame me? I had to identify her body since her parents couldn't do it. I broke down when I saw her. The side of her head was caved in and her body was blue and purple. Her skin was ice cold. The jocks who did this got only two years in prison. Two years!! That's it?! They should spend the rest of their lives in hell for what they did. But of course since they were "good boys" the judge and jury left them off easy. To make matters worse, they were let out on bail six months later. The perks of having rich parents.
My heart was ripped out of my chest. That's when I started my plan. They will pay for what what they did to my dear Elizabeth. So I decided killed them. Their deaths were not as close to what they deserved. But hey, at least they are where they belong in hell.
