Dec 25th MY ORDEAL And as I stood staring down at the frightful scene I just. Created...I felt nothing still...how could this be when the whole point of this cumbersome activity was to trigger some sort of feeling of excitement within..i usually do not hurt...killing was a word alien to me....but a friend...told me girls love guys who are mind enough to kill to destroy..although i wondered how?. I only resolved maybe thats why i have not blown any womans mind..simply because am not man enough But something today must change, I couldnt explain why I felt so indifferent..i wanted to kill...i wanted to know the feeling afterward, it all felt so distant and unexciting...the experience that is...each day I seemed to go through like my body had become a cage and something within me was yearning to get out, to live...and each day at the shut of my eye lids it felt like a part of me was gone... And so I made that decision to do something out of the ordinary,out of the rule that governed my uneventful days...it was a good day to take the edge off I might add...and so when I got the call from the section of the house...I did not hesitate to respond.. here is a chance to be spontaneous I thought...dashing in ..I quickly spotted where the arsenal of utensils were carefully placed...and made my choice of weaponry, unsheathed it and before my victim was aware of my presence I was off with the head... He jerked and with blood gushing out of the now headless body he finally gave up the struggle and came to a rest... Staring at my bloody hands now while hoping this would send down the much needed thrill down my spine.. I felt nothing ..nothing at all. Disappointed I took the body away from the kill zone...and dumped it in a tub of freshly boiled water and let the cleaners take care of the rest... I had just murdered a Chicken ....and it was December 25th ©
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 10:14:59 +0000
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