Chapter 1: Decissions

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I'm fifteen and I'm tired of this world. I'm tired of the hope and happiness of this world. The true world is not as they describe it. The world is full of evil and cruelty. Why would I want to be part of that? I hate all people and they all hate me. It's about time I put them in their place. They told me I could do anything in this life, so it's decided I'm going to kill. I will let them bleed and die a slow and painful death. I will do anything for revenge. I will watch them suffer as they breathe their last breath. Their pain is my pleasure and that's how it's going to be from now on. Hehe, but which weapon to use? A knife? Maybe a gun? Possibly a fire. The possibilities are endless. 

I might as well begin my mission with something small, I don't want the police chasing my ass too soon, now that wouldn't be fun, would it? But who should my first victim be? The joy of seeing them bleed and be at mercy with me taking their life will be precious. I suppose my first victim should be an animal since that should be an easy kill. It will begin my killing spree and will be the revolution of mankind of how when I'm done the world will live in despair and people will no longer be at peace, but at war. All the people who mistreated me will pay with their life. I will finally be able to achieve true happiness once they are dead and others see me as superior. 

As I plan my killing for the first victim I'm disturbed by the aggravating thing that my obese neighbor own. As I hear it's meowing, I'm filled with rage and hatred. I hated my neighbors since day one, but that thing is on another spectrum of hate. So as it's in my garden I slowly approach it. As it is distracted with the wind chimes, I forcefully grab its neck. As it growls at me and tries to claw me, I Then gather all four of its legs and begin to clench then as tight as possible. As it begins to hiss aggressively at me I rush into my home. Since I was home alone I launched its puny body to the floor. It tries to escape my home but it will simply not happen since I have locked all possible exits. I then Stand on top of the creature, putting all of my weight on its weak body. I then hear its bones crack and break. The cry of the animal fills me with excitement and with it still living I grab it by the neck and watch it grasp for its last breath before it dies. I then come to realization that It's lifeless body is in my hand. 

I then begin to conduct how I'm going to hide the body. I think about hiding the body outside, burying it, but that would be impossible to do as there are too many people around, and to be spotted would be the worse case scenario. I could always hide the body inside my own home but I would also face the risk of the smell and then it being found by mother. I could always just burn the body but that would be just plain stupid. The smell would be too intense and I wouldn't want someone calling the fire department. After an intense thinking session, I decided of how I would dispose of the body. I will simply just place the body on the road at the darkness hour. The neighbors will then just think that the cat got run over during the night. 

Leaving the body out in the open may sound the most obvious one not to do, but really you never want to over complicate a body, otherwise it leaves a suspicious aroma in the atmosphere, and that's the last thing we want. So as I need to wait for darkness to take over I leave the body in my room in my closet.  The day then continues as it normally does, then when it's finally nighttime I go to my room and get the body. I  then begin to sneak cautiously down the stairs and to the outside. As I open the door, the only source of light is the street lamps. I then check to see if the coast is clear and then move quickly by dropping the body on the road in a position that it looks that it's been hit by a car. I then retreat home in silence as if I were never there and sleep away the night. 

As I awaken from a despairing night, I hear screams of horror. I proceed to check my window and to see my neighbors out in the road crying. They were on their knees as if they were begging for life to be back in their cat. I stare out the window with remorse with a questionable expression. I then look to see that mother is out with them. I quickly get dress to put on an act. I open the door and walk up to the crowd of people surrounding the body on the sidewalk. I then begin to question the people by saying "what happened?" and "why is everyone here?". They then explain that they found their cat on the road, "it must of been run over" one of them said. As they said that I was pleased inside. They bought the bait, I just now have to play out my character and give them my sympathy. 

I then return in to my home with the Devil's smile. Their tears filled me with joy, their suffering will be an excellent starter for the real trouble I will begin soon. As long as I don't get caught nothing will stand in my way of stripping this world of all hope. The biggest issue I predict that will get in my way are the cops. But those pigs won't be a huge threat as they are easy to distract. Even if they do surpass my distractions they will never find enough nor any evidence that makes me a suspect. But my next victim should be an actual human being, killing an animal was too easy and was not that fun. I want to see someone really suffer and beg for their life. My next death won't be as quick either, this was only a warm up for the real thing.        

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