Two nights after I bought a katana off ebay I started having some disturbing nightmares.
Every time I woke up reminding everything. Sometimes I killed my parents, other times I killed my friends and ditched their bodies in the sewers where a crocodile would devour them so I won't be found out. But this time it was different. It wasn't a nightmare. I am standing on the porch, sitting on my parents bodies, smiling and thinking why I didn't do it before. Ah, right, I didn't have a reason, not like I have now, I just felt like doing it, I love the way the blade sinks in the fresh, raw, skin, muscles, blood squirting all over my face like a shower, I feel revived when I taste it. I don't even feel like I did something bad, on the contrary, I feel like I freed them, from this cruel world, where your dearest person could end your life in the flick of a blade, where people with "power" use us as they please, we're their puppets but no more. No more will I allow them to control us, I will do what I want, for the first time in my life, I will do something with meaning. I will free everyone, so come, take my hand and let's go have some fun.
