Monster in Me

Monster in Me

“Monster in Me”

Take a seat and listen
I shall enlighten you with a tale
A tale that is sure to frighten you…
A tale about a man who got away with… murder
It started just last week on the night before Halloween
First, there is a fact you must know, my house was far enough away from town; no one
could see it, they wouldn’t even be able to see the smoke of a fire on a rainy day.
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My beautiful and sainted wife was watching those wretched children
Watching them vandalize properties and statues
She says they were just having good, clean fun but
This fun I couldn’t stand for

I nonchalantly crept onto my lawn and waited for the three that were most guilty
They came with cartons of eggs and toilet paper
I beat each of them in the back of the head with a blunt baseball bat
Then dragged them into my detached garage, away from my house

When they came-to I tortured them
I cut the fat one’s stomach open and made him watch as his own organs fell out of him,
first it was his liver that fell then followed by his intestines, the way they unraveled onto the floor was simple elation for me
The little one, I cut off his hair and scalped him, the sight of his brain pulsating in his skull was marvelous, and I even pulled it out of his skull to show him
The medium one, I slowly drove the knife through his temple, the look on his face was
enough to make any normal person cry… I only smiled
The pleasure that derived from such acts was enough to make one mad
Then I stuffed the corpses in multiple garbage bags to prevent leaking and cleaned the
mess
I put the bags into the back of my truck and buried them three-hundred meters into woods and placed some misleading trails to throw any suspicion
When I returned home some three hours later, I had washed everything, made certain
their was no possible way anyone would know what had occurred
My wife knew
When I walked into the bedroom she asked, “How could you do that to those innocent
boys?”
I replied with a smirk and an evil thought, “Innocent, you call vandalism innocent? You
call destroying public property innocent? I call an evil that must be corrected”
With that being said, I sat up in the room waiting for her to fall asleep
When she did, I applied a silencer to my handgun and pointed it at her temple
With tears in my eyes and a smile on my face I pulled the trigger
I pulled the trigger and killed the only woman I ever loved

You may call me mad but I did show remorse
The only remorse I showed was that I attempted to pull the trigger on myself…
A soft click was the only thing that escaped the gun
I checked the magazine and it was full, minus one bullet of course, I checked the chamber
and a bullet was in it
I tried again… only a click escaped that cursed weapon
I tied a noose around my neck and tied it around a rafter in the ceiling and stepped
a chair in the kitchen, I only heard a loud snap as blood dreadfully dripped out of
me… out of my mouth and out of my neck
I untied myself and picked up my axe and struck myself as hard as I could in the skull,
only a thud… I struck myself again and gain trying to end my cursed life but to no
avail… All that happened was blooding the floor, myself, and the axe.
As I stood in the living room, bleeding profusely out of my head I asked myself,
“Why won’t I die, why can’t I end my suffering, does God intend for me to feel the pain
I’ve inflicted on others? ”
I gathered the courage to sterilize and wrap my wounds.
I washed my blood satins off the floor and burned my wife’s corpse and flushed her
ashes.
Halloween night I turned off all the lights and sat on the blood stained sheets of my bed,
in the same spot she slept in… I sat clutching her pillow crying but… laughing
The next morning, before the sun could rise I made sure to get rid of any evidence that
could’ve proven me guilty and to my surprise the wounds had vanished
At about noon the parents of those vandals came to my house falsely claiming they knew
Claiming they knew what happened.
They brought the police with them saying they could put me away and sentence me to
death
Death would have been a very welcome escape but it would never come…

The police and parents questioned me about the night before Halloween. “Where did you
put the children? What did you do with them?” they cried with tears in their eyes.
I responded, “I have no idea what fate has befallen your children. I assure you I
shall for their safety and their return to your loving homes. I’m sure everything
will work out?”
They searched the grounds of my home and the couldn’t find anything, they followed the
trails into the woods, they didn’t find anything.
That night after they left I killed the parents…
I tied and gagged all six of them in the
garage and made each one of them watch as I brutally slaughtered their spouses.

The first two, the fat one’s parents, to the father I shot him in both of his legs, busted both
of his knees open and while the barrel was still hot I pressed it against his
forehead then fired again. To his wife, I slit her wrists and cut both of her Achilles
tendons and gazed as blood flowed like a river
The little one’s parents, the father, I cut off his ears and then drove the knife through the
holes. To his wife, I cut a fine line across her stomach and pored salt and lemon
juice in her wounds in the wound, that wasn’t horrible enough so I also cut off all
of her finger and all of her fingers and toes.
The last two, the medium one’s parents, I broke both of their arms and legs then
eviscerated their limbs, the blood that flowed was maddening
Oh, the beautiful rivers of blood that poured to the floor after each act filled me with utter
elation

After that I covered the corpses in gasoline and kerosene and stood outside smoking a cigar… a cigar of victory…

I let the pleasant aroma fill my nostrils and lungs until it was about two centimeters from
the wrapping then I threw it onto the drenched corpses
I let the smell of fire and burning flesh fill me with glee… I was simply elated to be rid
of those medaling people.
After they finished burning the garage caved in leaving only rubble, ash, and blood.
Later that night I fled the small town. Left no trace of the deeds I’d committed and made
double sure that no one would follow me
I fled to a state out west I think… no one knew me, no one knew what I did, and I was a
new man.
I didn’t sleep that night because I was running. Running with tears in my eyes and smile
on my face
The next night I slept like a little baby angel…
Then I saw “It”…
I saw what I really was…
I’m a creeping beastly creature with red skin, horns, with clearly visible bones, and
wings… dripping with the blood of my victims…
I awoke with a horrible, blood curdling scream that frightened even me…
Seeing the monster in me made me think
Made me think of what I did and gave me no regrets…
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It rained on those nights… I love the rain... Without it I wouldn’t have been able to
commit those acts of man slaughter and justice

Please learn from what I’ve told you. Tell me, has it enlightened you?
I certainly hope it frightened you
When you sleep at night you’ll see me and you’ll awaken the same way I had and you’ll feel how I felt, you’ll feel what I wish I could’ve felt…
The bliss of death…

Now I’ll leave you with these words of wisdom,
“It’s easy to murder, it’s easy to get away with murder, but it’s hard to live with the guilt
of that murder…”

Where many others have failed, I have succeeded
I’ve cheated death, I’ve cheated fate, and I’ve cheated myself…
I can’t wait for my eternal damnation to see my victims…
My eternal damnation is to live with the joy of pain, and the Hell of not dying…

The madness that dwells in me brings out my guilt everyday and not a day has gone by
that I don’t regret it
Not a day has gone by that I look back on those nights and smile
Not a day has gone by that I haven’t cried
Damnation is maddening…