Stuck in my Secrets

Just a dark story about a hidden secret.

Just the thoughts

I was thirteen years old when i saw the first one drown. Since then, I've lost count. I never knew about people until i took one apart just to see how it worked. Im not sick im twisted. Sick makes it sound like theres a cure. Ive been a killer for so long that i cant imagine being anything else. I dont know how it started but in my head it never stops. The blood drips from my fingers once i finish the most recent victim. I always fear that one day they are going to discover that im not what i claim to be. A strong fearless party girl. But in the honest truth fear rules my life but i cant risk them learning about me. This is who i am this is who i will be. These last ten years have weighed on my shoulders for so long it wouldn't feel normal to change now. The words repeat in my head "everything here can kill you. But i will do it the most efficient way" and then with all the strength in my body down they go into the water. The bubbles pop and then all at once they stop. Just in case...i keep them down for a little bit longer. Thats not the only words that repeat themselves. "I knew i shouldve ran when my brother told me to". For some reason these words are in my head too. And then one by one the fluorescent lights shuddered into darkness and i was left alone. It gets annoying but i guess the shadows want to help me.

Author's Note

Ignore grammer problems. Not that good at editing yet.

Reviews

[Nyu]

You have an interesting perspective to write from in this story. It's dark and reveals many disturbing secrets that are most interesting to read about. I really enjoyed how you think about words so carefully, as an example "sick makes it sound like there's a cure"