The woods , 3:15 am
August 10 ,2018
3 year agoI watch as the blood slowly drip from her neck and makes a pool of blood. Her head right beside her unconnected from her lifeless body .
I see specs of snowflakes slowly but surely land in the pool of blood from the cuts and the missing pieces detach from her body laying all over her .
Half the snow was now cover in blood . She had on a white dress but if you were to see it now you wouldn't even think it was a dress.
Nor would you even think the dress was ever white.Her name is Loretta bricks.(41) She was beautiful before I did my work . Her eyes was pure hazel and her hair was black and carried kinky curls . She had the most beautiful melanin skin I ever came across from .
She may have been beautiful but now she was even more . *chuckles* the way I would describe what I now done to her ,I would like to call it pure art.She lived in 2 story home where her and her 2 kids resided at .I remember her file stating she had a Older son(23) and a daughter(17). I definitely remember it also stated that her husband of a 25 year married recently was killed in a car accident *chuckles* whoops may bad.
You may ask why I killed her . I tell you one day but now not the time.
Most serial killers have a type but I dont . Whoever stands out to me the most ,well they become my victim .
And her *smiles wickedly * She was I guess i can say "Victim 35 ,another poor unfortunate soul"
"You might think of me as psycho but hey everyone a littie bit psycho if you think about it .
Just a man following in his father footsteps.But all along he was right .The sounds of the women pathetic desperate screams and their begging pleasures me in a type of way.
You can say it excites me .I grab a shovel and make a 5 ft deep hole in the snow and I bury all her body parts in and fill the hole back up .
We're deep in the woods and the nearest house is 2 miles away so no one wont bother to see what's going on .
I gather all my tools and my backpack and brought them to the lake . My backpack consented of extra clothes that I had gather before I left the house and I'm glad I was able to bring some because some of her blood ended up on my shoes and ON MY FAVORITE SET OF CLOTHES LIKE THE FUC- .
My inner thought was suddenly invaded by a annoying ass voice talking in my head stating AND I QUOTE "Did nobody tell you wear formal wear to a fucking murder mission you dumb fuck" ."Well damn" I said "you didnt have to do me like that I DIDNT EVEN PLANNED TO KILL HERRRRRRR ....yet BUT I DIDN'T EVEN WANT TO KILL ANYONE TODAY FOR FUCKS SAKES WE HAD A DAT-
Just stfu please SHUT THE HELL UP finished whatever tf you doing before someone comes ,the inner voice said.
Shiii you dont have to tell me twiceI finished washing the tools I had while having a mentally fight with the inner voice inside my head ,I then stripped of my clothes and wore the extras I brought and made a fire to burn my clothes and any evidence .
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