Donovan Brady : Birth of a nightmare

Brady's Journey begins

     Donovan Brady, the oddball of the school, the mysterious quiet kid. He always looked dead inside , stares with lifeless eyes , slightly hunched , walked a slow pace through the halls, just roaming. Many people did not really give him much notice or respect, very few people befriended him. They said he seems to be laid back and kind of easy to talk to, although there's something about him that seems off, something that would give anyone shivers through ur spine , not knowing what it is - is what would start to scare the very few people who took the chance to get to know him.
          No matter how close they tried to be with Donovan , they wouldn't know about the "activities" he does in his basement , no one would know about the animal remains he'd take , no one would know about his urge to see someone's life fade away. Who'd thought he soul was as dark as his thick wavy hair and brown dirt eyes,  who'd think of the horrors that goes on in his head day by day or the morality that his mind has endured. He think about taking lives of different people just like how his life was "taken" from him. Everyone was able to tell he had issues but ignored it since it wasn't their problem and chose to pick on him , Little did they know that they'd become victims of Donovan, a spark has ignited the flames in his soul. He waited till the end of the day , he followed one of the kids that bullied him then grabbed a big rock he found on a neighbors porch and waited for the right moment to knock out the guy.
          A few seconds after waiting , he struck the guy on the back of his head with the rock and looked to make sure there were no witnesses , he dragged his body into the woods that was near and into a small abandoned shack. He felt the adrenaline course through his veins and his heart race than he ever experienced. He felt happiness for the first time in his life , he didn't think he would get to fulfill one of his fantasies. The guy started to gain consciousness and awoke in confusion as to why he was in a shack and in pain unable to move.  He saw he was tied to the door handle and saw Donovan's emotionless face and watched him get up to grab a big bucket that looked like he put there earlier in the day , Donovan saw him in confusion and fear and he thrives on it , he strongly gripped the bucket and threw the acid that was in it onto the guy. He screamed and shriveled in pain and agony , Donovan watched the flesh burn off the guys body , it wasn't enough though - there was to more to be done Donovan thought.
          Donovan grabbed the black metallic pocket knife he had in the pocket of his faded jean jacket , he slashed the guys face and slit his throat. Then he stabbed him in the jugular repeatedly. He witnessed the guys life fade away from his eyes , Donovan felt complete and somehow aroused , this moment was not just his first victim but also his first sexual awakening , he didn't understand it but he ignored it because it felt relieving in the moment , after reflecting on what happened  , he left and burned the shacked down w the left over acid and a fire he started with the sticks he stepped on in front of the shack , he didn't think he'd remember the chemical formula to create acid anymore, he went through a lot to make it , he's been making it since he started to take dead animal remains , we ran far and snuck home. Luckily for him , his parents came home drunk and fell heavily asleep , he couldn't sleep well after realizing he's no longer an innocent sixteen year old kid , he wanted to do it again , he knew what he could do , what he will do and no one would stop him, he stood in the middle of his room in the dark thinking he is part of the darkness now , the darkness of his soul has consumed him and fueled him. Who knows he'll do next...