It's currently 10:30 PM and I'm walking near ally's with my hunting knife and my gun. I never usually use my gun. I only ever use it if it's an emergency, I love watching my victims freak and die out from under me.

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"HELP ME, HELP SOMEBODY PLEA-" she was silenced from what I could tell was a hand she was wearing a sweatshirt and some jeans. Looking around the age of 16-18 and that's really fucking sick.

I walk silently behind the man close enough to see her pleading eyes looking at me and to hear him say "Be fucking quiet you slut, I know you'll enjoy this-" he couldn't even finish his sentence before I stabbed his right side. He painfully let her go. Her running away and out of the ally trying to get away.

I pounce on him, leaving me straddling his body, I take my gloved hand with a knife in my hand, I stab his torso a few times hearing his whimpering and pleads for me to stop.

"Funny how you want me to stop" I laugh in his ear getting the Erie felling of being watched I ignore it before slotting his throat. Getting up and opening my bag with my gloves hands I pull out a Chrysanthemum flower and putting it on my body. The flower means death, it's my signature. Other the brutal killing.

I still have the feeling of being watched I can't shake the feeling off. I look around me being kinda paranoid. I shake it off once more.

And start walking to my car in the MC Donald's parking lot. I get in my car. Not noticing picture flashes going off towards me. I continue to turn on my car and drive home. Where I grab clothes and take a long and hot shower getting all the blood off and putting my bloody clothes in the sink with hydrogen peroxide to get some blood off of the clothes I let them soak over night usually.

Now being in my comfortable PJs I walk to my daughters room seeing her sound asleep.

I carefully pick up my daughter wanting to be close to her. And bring her to my bed to sleep with me.

I lay her down next to me as I turn my lamp off and dose off into a what I thought would be a peaceful sleep.