Barry
- Jun 23
- 3 min read
As a writer I like to take in all things around me, what I see, hear and even what I smell can all be used as ideas in a story but when it comes to down to it my stories would be nothing if it wasn’t for my own depression twisted mind, after all it’s that twisted mess that fuels the constant blur of voices and ideas spinning around my mind, always behind my eyes….. thank you for finding my mind and reading my tales…
Barry
I found her, at last Iv’e found her… beautiful long dark hair all tied back in a ponytail except for two crimps strands hanging down her dimpled cheeks, brown eyes, tanned skin and a fit body. She runs from her house at 7am daily heading into the park, she returns at 8am a perfect hour later.
I ran the park myself, found the perfect spot. The urge is growing, we have only a couple of days before the craving must be satisfied, she is perfect.
7am there she is, count to 10 ………. And follow, nobody about great, she is running the outer ring, great, and she passes the spot, perfect. An hour later she goes back in her home and I run back to my silver ford van, no logo’s no fancy wheels just a silver van. I go to the local gym and swim for a hour, my wet body grabs the imaginations of some teen girls, I pay them no mind as I return to my locker and a changing cubical…. A coffee later and my mind returns to it’s happy place and I return home to rest…
6:45am everything is ready in 20 minutes she will be here, I am ready she will be mine. 7:06, I step out from cover she bounces off of me falling to the floor, we both apologise “ I’m sorry , I didn’t see you there!” Of course a total lie on my part. She never saw it coming, my solid right hook, contact with her jaw and she takes a nap.
Now I have her out of site, she is mine, just under an hour will be plenty of time,
Step 1 lye her face down tie her arms at the small of her back.
Step 2 now on her back, tape her mouth and inject her with MCR576 (brain tripper, you can not move can’t speak, but feel everything)
Step 3 cut away all her clothes, then wave the smelling salts under her nose, the fear in her eyes is a rush.
Step 4 strip naked standing over her, let her see the man that has her now, let her see the knife in my hand
Step 5 cut a X into her breasts slicing her nipples, watch the tears form at the corners of her eyes, pull the blunt edge of the steel down over her belly, stair her in blinking as my knife joined by its twin.
Step 6 get harder as my blades make short work of her HORE HOLES, watch the fear grow in her eyes as the steel making love to her takes her life……. I stand as life comes, my only release.
Step 7 wash the body with bleach, pack up and leave, back too my van to the gym then move on to find number 19………
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