In The Mind of a Serial Killer by hiddeninmydreams, literature
Literature
In The Mind of a Serial Killer
Some would call me crazy. How could that be?Those people had it coming! Why? Because of how the looked at me!
The first one was a mistake, yes. Yes, a mistake. She looked at me like I was some, some animal! So, I pushed her. And down she descended, down the stairs of an empty hall.
But, something happened! I got a feeling, one that had been missing most my life. Bliss, that I could control someone else's life in my very own hands! Watch the fire go out of their eyes! Oh, and how much joy their screams have brought me! Ha! They all deserved it!
&