Psychotic: Part One

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is not a true story this is completely fiction. Readers should be warned this is an R rated story that shows a very disturbed person, and should be treated as such. If you like this story please leave a comment and consider becoming a fan; it really helps.

Submitted: June 11, 2014

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She sat there so happy to be with me in my candle lit apartment. Her grin was wide and every whisper she spoke told me she loved me. “Perfect,” I thought, “she trusts me.” It was yet another hour, if I recall correctly, when she asked to use my bathroom "of course," I replied, “of course.” She left and my happiness consumed me as I rose to my feet to my kitchen and grabbed my knife. Now I grinned as smile as wide as hers as I yearned for her arrival to my living room.

As soon as I heard the bathroom door lock turn, my soul burned inside me as I stood excitedly behind a wall she was about to pass. Oh how can I write such a feeling? I felt as though a child the night before Christmas waiting for Santa. Now my present came into view and I pushed her to the floor. I wouldn't kill her immediately I want to hear her plea for her life. And she did. And oh! I dont think I ever laughed harder in my life. In fact, I laughed so hard I almost fell to my knees. But thankfully I didn't and I know stood over her. Her yells of plea echoed in the room, “Please don't I’ll do anything” and “Please no, I have two kids.” I giggle to write this, it’s so fantastic. But soon I felt it was time to open my present so I stuck my knife in her stomach and tore it open. She cried, yelled, and kicked so much but she was no match for me. The next thing I know her innards are showing, quickly before she dies I tare out her intestines at show it to her, then engulfed in such fantastic feelings I sliced my knife into her eye socket, plucking it out to give her a better view. Unfortunately she died, sad, I thought, “I’ll have to do this differently when I find her kids.” But my fun didn't stop there I pulled the rest of her intestines out throwing it around my neck like a necklace, “I’m the prettiest girl in the whole world” said I to my reflection of my living room tv. Now standing I looked at this sight, one eye out of socket with blood pouring out and hole where she used to digest food. I was satisfied. She had once been a person with two young kids and a dream of being a doctor. Now she was dead.

 


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