I have these thoughts. They’re scary thoughts. I haven’t told anyone. Do you think I’m crazy￼?
I stay up wondering how good it would feel to see life leave a body....Am I crazy?
I know I’m not normal but neither is this crazy world anymore.
Serial Killers excite me...But they weren’t quite like me.
My first kill was my mother and boy it was her scream that made me smile.
I’m not crazy the society we live in is..I’m saving people from there sins..I AM GOD.
I walk through crowds everyday feeling my blood pump through my veins. Voices telling me to kill all bad people. I know who they are.
That’s why I killed my mother. I felt her wanting to kill me. I seen it in her eyes.
She didn’t see it coming. I smiled as I stabbed her 100 times.
The police are a joke they don’t even suspect me. That’s why I am god. I know all and see all.
I sit in a dark room thinking of my next victim. Is it my neighbor? Is it one of my friends? Maybe my father, my brother, my sister,maybe I should just take them all out. I am the God of mercy. I’m helping these people aren’t I?￼￼