I am Just a Brutal Assassin

I am Just a Brutal Assassin...

I can kill 55 people in 3 seconds...

I don't care if they are innocent or not...

I know I am cruel...

But that's life you can be dead in any seconds even though you want it or not...

Just like what happen to me when I was a kid...

My parents died infront of my innocent eyes...

That day I saw that man smiling like a maniac he was...

Of course what should a 5 years old kid do when they see a killer killing there beloved parents?

Hide in a closet and whimper like a cry baby?

No, I do the opposite of it...

I take a lampshade slowly so he wouldn't notice me, I jump to the man's head and smash it to the man's head over and over again until he was unconscious...

Of course I just didn't leave him there, I run to the kitchen as fast as a 5 years old can run...

I take a knife and run upstairs in my parents room where the man is...

I stab his chest and to his heart over and over again just like what I did before...

My smile became a grin and slowly became a maniacal laugh...

I feel happiness bubble in my chest like I want more blood...kill....to see people suffer...

Blood splash at my face and in my body as I stab him more...

I stop and look at my artwork...

Clearly satisfied of what I done I go to the shower and clean myself up...

Having strategies in my mind I wash up my whole body...

When I'm done I wrap my towel into my little body and pack my things up...

Then I settle out and grab my bags looking at my parents last time with a sad smile and give the dead man a smirk and saying:

"Sucks for you..."

I lock the house and walk into the forest...

and that was just half the of my life.

My life as a Brutal Assassin.