All Things Gone Wrong

Twisted.

Don's POV...

The sense of dominance washed over me as I watched these modern day high schoolers shake with fear. It felt good to know I still had the same effect on people as I always have.
Grade school paved this intriguing path for me, after stabbing that short ginger boy with a pen, I knew instilling fear on people was something I loved doing.
The adrenaline rush after stabbing and cutting someone was like methanol, highly addictive and I had become a willing fiend subjective to killing.
People called me psycho and twisted because they didn't understand the fact that I was only doing them good. Ridding the world of "sinners".
Most of these kids had left their home without their parents' consent thereby disobeying their parents and causing them to worry.
So me getting rid of these vile kids would ensure their parents wouldn't have to worry about them anymore because they'd be dead and gone!!.
I've been doing this town favors for free but no one seemed to notice,
They just looked at the bad side of things and never appreciate my hard work...
I was trying to redeem this town leaving only those that were blameless and perfect alive but I couldn't do that if I was behind bars I had to escape.
And I promised to make all their deaths as painless as possible. No games,no riddles,no torturing .
Just quick,plain old death!!.