It was always my goal to have someone write an autobiography about my trivial life. I was never the most handsome, most skilled or most charismatic person in the room. In fact I was the opposite. Yet time and time again I found myself in situations that were polarizing to this view.
You see for all I lacked in perfection I made up for in experiences, a veil of evil ideas & thoughts that no one truly has gotten insight until now. In 2000 I was living in Africa, We were at some relatives house. They had two kittens. They captivated me, not for their large glossy eyes or full fur coat but more a sadistic sense. They seemed so vulnerable & malleable.
I was described as an extremely loving child, always smiling, very happy & self-directed. There was nowhere where a conclusion could have been drawn to what I was going to do.
As the parents ran off to cook food and socialize I tracked down the kittens. Meowing and purring so loudly as if they wanted me to find them. I held a white knuckled grip around the first, the second a loose grip around its neck.
I carried them to the poolside. With no hesitation the first was thrown into the pool. To my surprise the kitten struggled very little and swam out. Not the response I had wanted.
The second kitten was not going to have such a fortunate future. You see my plan was filled with malicious intent. Truly evil thoughts dictated my mind. I wanted to see pain, raw emotions. A child filled with an innocent smile had such a tainted dark heart. I made my way into a room and found the trap the cat would sit in. Delicately I placed the kitten into the drawer making sure its tail was sticking out. I held the drawer handle and as I was about to push my mother yelled ‘X’. All the suspense and excitement ruined by my mother uncovering my plan.
I went to sleep that night with purple buttocks & an unfulfilled blood thirst.
I will continue to share my stories - all which are true, slowly uncovering little details about my real identity
Until next time
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