You don’t know the pain I suffer, the longing to kill. It’s a need that must be for filled, satisfied like a hunger, but nobody understands me, nobody understands what its like to watch the blood drip down your Mothers mouth that’s gashed open, even my brother and Father bled with such smiles upon their faces, happy for me…HAPPY FOR ME!
It happened so long ago, oh so very long ago, and then there was that BITCH! I can’t forget her either, what she has become is a monster I have created.
The names Jeffery by the way. Everyone knows me as Jeff the Killer, the guy with the mouth and no nose, that killer on the lose without an end to his quench.
Sometimes I want society to accept me for who I am, I wish they could just understand that it’s a need not a want. When it starts its like an ach in my stomach and I just cant control myself the nearest person always dies with a smile upon their face.
But after so many years of hiding, or killing you tend to think its not so bad. I’m saving them from the ridicule the world offers, the pain and suffering. I watch the world from an abandoned place where no one can find me.
SO you wonder why I’m typing this right???
Well don’t be so surprised, I’ll be finding you very soon in the coming weeks, but trust me I’m not some hohoho person. I’m Jeff the Killer.
I left the life I had because I’m a better person, but everyone is afraid of me and so they should be that’s why I told them that I was here, that’s why you all know me soooo very well HAHAHAHA.
Don’t listen to that BITCH!
You know the one with the face and eyes.
Yeah that Jane.
A typical wanna-be and always has been. I remember her at school; she left me a note once it wasn’t hard to tell who wrote it when you’re in the same pathetic class with a whore like that.
She thinks she’s some Hero, a woman of dreams that rescues you from nightmares. Well Jane a small message for you. I know where you are, and trust me when I get there it will be you screaming.
You might have saved me once, but remember who gave you that face, remember who killed your family.
I can’t say I’ve always been a mad man ever since that incident. I’m sure my Brother is happy at least he isn’t being picked on anymore. See I saved him from all the horror and pain the world would put him through. I saved him from Heart break and gave him eternal happiness. Father is happy too, I killed him with such great satisfaction, saving him from finding out htat our Mother was having an affair with another man. And I suppose I saved her from telling Father.
So many people claim to be me, but YOUR NOT ME!!!
YOU CAN NEVER BE ME!!!!
I’m the real Jeffery, you should know it by now after all there’s that one photo of me, and another one which was caught on a security camera. I can’t say how heart breaking it is to see you all call me some other murderer, discard me as if I’m not here, like I don’t exist. WHY!!
WHY CANT YOU SEE I’m REAL!!
For all of you who say I’m not real…well let’s just say I will make your nightmares come to life.HAHAHA
Its not easy being a killer, I’ve hidden for so long and killing whenever I can, sometimes that ache is unbearable, sometimes I feel like I’ve lost myself. The old me is gone for good, but sometimes I can’t help but think of what it would be like to kill the old me in real life, to watch the blood spurt from my mouth, to watch my face fill with shock and horror, to listen to my own scream of death or plea for help. I’m sure you all understand. So to all of you out there, don’t ever doubt me, I’m real and living, those phonies who think they are me best to watch their backs. My dear Jane best not get in my way or tell these people I’m not real because I am my dear and you are my number one…but only if you can catch me.
And one last thing
Go to sleep!