Dear diary,
Today was the first day of school. I totally hated it. There is this one bitch in my class named Amber. I hated her so much.
First of all, all the boys started to look at her like she was a fucking super-model, but guess what?
My parents know her's and they told me she has lices.Anyways, all of them started literally to drool when they first saw her. I bet it was because of her beautiful fucking blonde hair. Fuck her.
My teacher said her name is Miss Green. More like Miss Piggy, because how fat she is.
I also noticed something really funny at my class. A boy named Matt. I want to fuck him, he is so hot. But I can't think of him right now; I have to concentrate myself on Bitchy-Amber. Tomorrow I am going to try and kill her.
I think I'm going to tell you the story of how I went this crazy and how my love for deaths and Satan grow this big.
It all started 3 years ago, when I was just one (it was about to be my birthday). I sneaked into the living room where my parents were seeing a horror movie — I felt sorry for those little fuckers for thinking I was asleep. Anyways, I was behind the couch paying attention to the movie. It was a scene were a girl was about to be raped, but grabbed a knife and stabbed the rapist like 200 times. The cops didn't put her in jail, because she was defending herself. I couldn't believe that was even possible.
Three days later, I committed my first crime: kill my cat.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. Then I went to find him and he was in my room. Of course I couldn't kill him right there, because there would be blood everywhere. So I moved him to the garage, and stabbed him, just like the lady did in the movie. It may sound a little spooky, but I felt so good. This was a way for me to relax from all the stupidity that there was in the world.
Of course, I know what you're thinking "But Phoebe, didn't your parents found out?" Of course they found out. When they were looking at the crime scene, I was laughing.
My mom defended me, but that was her biggest mistake. Well, I think that her biggest mistake was more like putting me in the world, haha.
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The Dairy Of A Killer Child
HumorThis is the diary of Phoebe Johnson, a five-year-Old girl not to play with. Literally. If this girl doesn't like you, she will torture you, or kill you right away. She will tell of her journey in this diary. Warning: The existing language in this st...