The Killer

I read this aloud at one of my school's events. I hope to get the same amount of reaction for it on here.

 

I’m your average sarcastic, fun-loving, secretive seventeen year old girl. My passion in life, as far as people know, is watching crime-based television shows and movies. Law and Order. CSI. NCIS. Numbers. Cold Case. Without a Trace. I rarely miss an episode. I have stacks of tapes of my favorite episodes lining a shelf in my room, and another shelf dedicated to psychological studies. Everybody thinks that I want to be a criminal psychologist, a profiler, or a detective. That’s what I want them to think, and while any of those may be my public career, my secret passion is the thrill of the hunt and the excitement of the kill.

I don’t fit the profile of a serial killer, but I am surely on my way to being one. Both of my parents are workaholics who are too exhausted after a day dealing with coworkers and bosses to bother me much. My older brother isn’t psychotic. He’s a regular college drop out working at a regular garage and going to a regular community college part-time. I’m female. That makes a big difference, because typically, women only become killers of babies, or rarely, lovers. It’s believed that they prefer the use of poisons to manual weapons. I believe poison is for cowards, and as for babies, they’re helpless little creatures and don’t deserve to die. I don’t even dress strange. I’m a jeans & band t-shirt kind of girl. Like the Zodiac Killer, I hope to walk among the regular, non-killing citizens of my city without being discovered.

Hannibal Lecter is my hero. It’s a shame he’s fictional. His cause is perfect. Jigsaw is another of my personal favorites. I admire his creativity. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre series is astonishing. Halloween was an awesome series, too. Aside from Jigsaw, though, these killers have a tendency of making terrible mistakes. DNA evidence, along with trademark signs of their involvement makes them easy to find. Also, most of them don’t know enough about psychology to properly feign a mental illness, and once caught, they get life in prison or lethal injection instead of free medication and therapy for the rest of their lives. I intend to never get caught, but I do have a backup plan.

I make the proper precautions. The box under my bed, where most girls might put a diary, condoms and pregnancy tests instead contains: latex and cotton gloves, rubbing alcohol, tape, bandanas, combs and ski masks. I do keep a diary in it as well, but it’s encoded with phrases and symbols only I understand. I replace the word “kill” with “visit” or something else suitable. I replace names of people with names of places containing similar letters. A doodle of a heart, flower, kitten, butterfly, etc. symbolizes the weapon I used. I write the date using a numerical system I alone understand. I write the journal like a story so that it looks anything but suspicious. I’m hoping that I’ve thought of everything; that I know enough about covering my tracks. My first kill turned out lucky, because I wasn’t caught or even suspected. It was swept under the rug due to a larger story only a week afterwards. My second victim will be more difficult, so I need to be ready.

Reviews

[Mark D. Chevalier]

Both a chilling and interesting tale Penny. It will be intereting to see if there is a motive behind this girl's madness, or if like some of those other killers, it's all about having a head full of bad wiring. Nicely done!
M

[Marth47]

I like this! Sounds like something that I would write. The information about serial killers seem pretty accurate and well researched. The chapters (what I read so far) are short but easy enough to read and leaves enough information for a reader to want to read more.

[Brie]

I love the suspense! I also like the examples and descriptions. It makes it sound like a real life story.
-Brie