Am I A kiler
It is a short horror story.
I woke up sore and cold but did not know why, so opened my eyes to find myself lying in a pool of thick red blood that was not my own. Lying dead next to me was my mother and father with their hair shaved off and their eyes gauged out, I looked around for my brother but could not find him, then out of the shadows he jumped out shouting, he had raw scratches across his face, but all he could say was how you could.
I did not believe him, I could not believe him, but the red under my nails proved it. Then all of a sudden I got so angry, I am a monster, I picked up a chainsaw and shredded him to pieces, I rolled in the blood cackling and then it was time to sleep and wait for my next victim.
I did not believe him, I could not believe him, but the red under my nails proved it. Then all of a sudden I got so angry, I am a monster, I picked up a chainsaw and shredded him to pieces, I rolled in the blood cackling and then it was time to sleep and wait for my next victim.
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