Serial killer

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.....