05 Dec, 2012 04:12 AM
The satisfying "click" of my victims door alarms me. They would most likely go to sleep after a night like this. This was the first time my "employers" gave me a job I actually wanted to do. The sound of water running now, teeth brushing. This reclusive prick better have enjoyed there last night of laughing, drinking, eating, breathing. There final night, of living. They were in the bedroom now, I was in the closet which was getting uncomfortably warm..... Just as I predicted. My victim has gone into bed without showering. Now I will begin.
I unsheathed the 16 inch knife and grasped its oak handle, which felt good. It fit perfectly in my hands, the blade was carbon steel, non serrated edge. It cut very swiftly and had a considerable amount of heft to it, But not too heavy.
15 minutes later I decided after a night like... [Read More]
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BloodBiscuitVotes: 522585
27 Nov, 2012 12:51 PM
Made a mockery of yet again by my fellow classmates, I smiled to myself they won't be laughing when they are choking on their blood. It was the perfect opportunity, Jason was leaning over the open window, I imagined pushing him out, the terrified scream and the sickening crunching off his bones. They would have to scrape him off the pavement I rushed forward and pushed him before I change my mind.
He screamed in surprise and I heard the thud of his head against concrete, I looked down below splatters of blood stained the concrete red, I turned to my fellow classmates and chuckled "I like the new paint they put on the pavement don't you? it's just how I imagined" everyone was still for a moment before someone let out a shrill scream, everybody rushing for the door people trampled on the way out, I laughed and grabbed... [Read More]
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24 Nov, 2012 08:49 PM
I looked around at everyone seeing their hands in the air voting me to go up, I hated them all. Not just now but all the time, I may act like I don’t but I do. I glare at all of them as they all smile at me, their eyes laughing at me. I smile back as a thought forms in my mind, mass murder.
I walk into school the next day late to lunch, just perfect. The whole school is their all sitting waiting for me to go in. As I walk in they all turn to see who walked in, I smile and wave with one hand, going for my gun with the other. I watch with my sadistic grin as their eyes grow wide as they realize what’s happening. My first shot is at a girl in the ninth grade I think, not that it matters much,... [Read More]
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12 Oct, 2012 04:08 AM
I want to knock someone out, cold and unconscious. Just with a hard, blunt object to the back of their skull, cracking the back just enough that some blood drips out in a steady stream spiking my senses. Then as their body limply falls to the ground making a loud thud, I look around to check no one was around then drag their unsuspecting body to my chosen place of torture. Just a small shack I found off in the woods, with no one around for miles, I can do as I please. Laying them down on a metal table I strap down their arms and legs tightly enough that the blood gets cut off. Above the victim on the ceiling is a large mirror I had hung a few hours before. This mirror is so the victim can watch their torture being played through and watch as I slowly... [Read More]
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12 Oct, 2012 02:10 AM
I want to hurt somebody. Make someone feel how I do. The river is beautiful, my gun is loaded, my tools are cleaned, and my toy is all tied up and ready. She looks at me in fear, she can't very well scream with the gag in her mouth. So I took it out, I wanted to hear how she asked "what did I ever do to you?" and "why me?" I wanted to hear her scream. She looked at me terrified as I took out my first tool, just an ordinary pair of scissors.
She asked what I was going to do to her. I ignored her talking as it was tedious. I took the scissors and slowly moved them towards her head, she screamed when I grabbed a fist full of her hair she bragged so much about and cut it all off. I looked at her dissatisfied,... [Read More]
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20 Feb, 2012 04:10 PM
The chamber was cold, below freezing. He lay exposed on the metal table top, wrists and ankles strapped down. He could see his breath as he exhaled. His teeth chattered and his body shook. His skin was blue and cold to the touch. He tried not to think about what would happen if he made any sudden movements.
Within minutes, she walked in. Dressed in a long white lab coat, she pulled out a syringe and injected the green liquid into his left forearm. His body shook as he clenched his teeth together. She would not hear him scream. She would not see him cry.
Within a minute, his body stopped shaking. His breathing was shallow as sweat formed around his brow. The woman observed and made mental notes about his current condition before leaving the cold room.
Relieved, he opened his eyes. No hope could be seen. Sold by... [Read More]
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