happy to be home

i walked from the house into the pouring rain with a grin on my face, and echoed screams in my mind. i have to get home fast, before someone sees me. what on earth would cause a woman to treat her man like that? i suppose she deserved her fate.she will be found sometime tomorrow morning when she doesn''t show up for work, and neither does HE. that son of a bitch. he knew me! how could he invade my territory like that and stab me in the back? he deserved his fate too. they will be found together as they lived behind my back. such was their life, so is their death. but you should''ve heard their screams- they were absolutely beautiful. i killed him first. and made her watch as he writhed in pain as i slowly skinned him alive. i started with his toes and worked my way up. i think she was screaming more than he was. ''don''t do this! don''t do this!'' she screamed, but not for long- once i sewed her mouth shut with fishing line she got rather quiet. i will never be caught. i left not a shred of evidence behind, and i have an airtight alibi. as we speak, a program i wrote for my computer is carying on a conversation with someone via im in my name, and i live an hours drive from here i also wore a jumpsuit which covered my entire body- so there are no hairs or fibers to trace me to the scene. when it came time for HER, the lying whore, i started with her beautiful hair... she spent nearly an hour brushing it every night before bed... and i spent nearly an hour ripping out small handfulls by the root. what must it feel like to have over 1000 straight pins and sewing needles stabbed into your body? painful i bet. she screamed so hard she ripped out my stitch work on her mouth... i had to gag her with her boyfriends skin. then came the fire. a blow torch to heat each of the pins until they were white hot and she finaly passed out from the pain and shock. it was then i covered her naked body with home made napalm. no, her death was not pleasant at all. but i will be home soon, and i can put this night and all of her betrayel behind me. i am happy to be home.

the preceding was my first story- posted on my first blog... what i am trying to do, is get back into that mindstate to write more stories.

a note to those who have already read it on my last blog: new stories should be forthcoming...