Ever wonder what makes a serial killer, kill?
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I will never forget the first time I saw someone get murdered. To say it frightened me would be a false statement. It changed me. It all started when my cousin, Mike, showed me pictures of the women he tortured and raped. They were beautiful in their own way, bloodied and bruised with fear plasteredContinue reading “Night Stalker”
Image from Pixabay He was just lying there, sleeping. His chest was rising and falling at a steady pace. It appeared as though his sleep was peaceful. For now. I was home early for the first time in a while. Work had been riding my ass on a project for weeks now, which meant I’veContinue reading “Mistress”
I just wanted appreciation – a little recognition – for everything I’ve done in my life. As a child, I was a delinquent. I don’t blame my father for disciplining me for misbehaving. He was doing what he could to help me grow from a boy to a man. My father was a good man,Continue reading “The Killer Clown”
It’s my first summer after finishing my undergrad, so my friends and I made plans to spend a week in Florida. I couldn’t wait to feel the sand between my toes, ocean breeze in my hair, and my skin kissed by the sun! I’ve been waiting for this moment the whole semester. The trip wasContinue reading “Memorial Day Weekend”
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