The killer who was different
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Last published Wed, Jul 8, 2015
People mostly wondered why I turned myself in. Well first I have to talk about my victims now don't I? That's what this story is, MY story. Not theirs. They don't matter. They were nothing to me. Instead it's about me and how with every kill I became happier and happier.
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