Serial killer

Serial killer

A Story by Labu

I'm a serial killer
I've always admire human body
The way the blood rush out
As i cut through the victims neck
The feeling is indescribable
I never been this way before
Its all started when I killed my neighbor annoying dog
The feeling of blood on my fingers 
The sound of the dog last breath 
Its felt so good 
As I know it I cant stop fantasize about it
My first human victim is a young school girl 
The sound she make when I cut one of her fingers
Is just music to my ears
The face she makes when I slice one of her breasts
Until today still lingers in my head
I give her last chance to scream for help
But her voice cant even reach to my ears
I laugh as I watch this pathetic insect 
Trying so hard just to crawl to the stairs
To reward her for entertaining me
I chop off her head with one clean hit
I guess that will stop her from feeling more tormented
I kept one of her fingers as souvenirs
Until today I've collected 19 fingers
One from each of my victims
Right now as I write this 
I'm in my home with my 20th victim
Waiting for me in the basement.....

© 2011 Labu


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Added on May 25, 2011
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Labu
Labu

Puchong, Selangor, Malaysia



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