its been days since ive seen the outside world. the days turned into weeks weeks into months and months into years, 20 of em to be exact
it all began as a boy, my father took me to watch the fights, i remeber when i could inflict that kinda damage, had practicved on my bro then the neighborhood childer
i recall my first murder, was a boy named john gates, sold a snow cone to him, followed him home and ranover him head smashed on the sidewalk and all, his parents would never see him again,the more i killed the less painful it got, pretty soon it was pure entertainment
one day i had a visitor, the faggot went by mrkain, wanted to shove my knife straight up his ass then aand there but i decided to let him speak his final words. said he ran some kinda contest where competitors killed each other for the soul purpose of being granted one wish, i decided what the ####.
i went through assasinating hundreds, whoever unfortunate to stand in my way. out of my many flashbacks i saw one victim who was pleading for mercy while my butchers knife was twisting and turning in his stomach, i heard his cries for help physically but my black heart didnt respond. like a second instinc i said to myself, shut up and bleed bitch
like all good things it must come to an end, when the cops caught me, the news was all over it like white on rice it was time, they strapped me down in the chair, when they turned the switch on, i felt energy rushing through my veins, spine tingling, heart and brain about to explode, the chains coul barely hold me, then i broke loose, the fucking cops started beating me down but it didnt hurt so i stabbed em each and everyone of em with a maniacal grin on my face
so here i am, waiting. the pills dont help and the docs are scared the #### outta me. the end
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