The Death Doctor

Studying to become a doctor is really hard work, but I scored 100% at my
autopsy exam on Friday. I can't take all the credit though. My roommate
was a huge help. I wish I could thank him, but he's no longer with
us...he was a really great help to me...and his death is my success. At
my autopsy exam, I had to provide my examiners with artificial versions
of lungs, intestines, heart, brain and other parts. So why not use real
body parts and preserve them with wax? (Evil snicker) I wonder if my
future patients will be treated in this same way. Hmm, if only I had to
take this damn test again and again... Killing Akira was really fun...it
was almost liberating after all this time being cooped up in a small
dorm room. It's like watching him squirm and squelch gave me power... I
am already a good doctor...I enjoy treating my patients when they are on
the death bed (evil laughing continues)...

Author's Note

I like writing short stories but my English tends to slack off a bit. If you don't mind i would some feedback on how to improve my English. Thank you very much and thanks for reading!