Hi! It's me! You know who I am, right? Ha, I find it quite humorous how people can know each other yet manage to forget each other. So where do I know you from? Primary school? No, wait, it was Uni, right? No, it can't be. Umm, maybe those cooking classes I took? Oh shoot, wait... Sorry, I forgot. I do know you, but I realised you don't know me. Ha.
The truth is, I've been watching you. I've been watching everyone. I've watched your every move. When you were on your way to work, I was there. When you were buying groceries at the supermarket, I was there. When you were catching the train, I was there, watching, and observing. 'Course, you didn't realise. Ha. So, would you like to know more? There's lot I know about you. But don't feel special, you're not the only one I've been keeping an eye on. I've been watching so many people over this last year, not just you. I would just be walking to school, or running errands, and I'd just feel so compelled to watch those around me. It was intriguing. Ha, it sounds rather creepy when you think about it, and I'm not going to deny that. I just had something on my mind, and I wondered if I could execute such a thing. Ha. I just needed someone to use. And by finding out information on all the people around me, I was able to come to a decision. In fact, you should consider yourself lucky. You have no idea what would've happened if I chose you.
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The Urge to Kill
General FictionWe all have urges. But she has urges she can't control. She has the urge to kill. *mentions and describes murder so yeah* #47 in literature #85 in die #105 in literatureclub