Krazy Kuder's blog: "I'm NOT Sadistic!"

Well, if you are reading this then I suppose you are either too nosey or I got caught... Either way it doesn't matter anymore because I will soon be dead. But before that happens let me tell you my story. It all happened on a nice summer day. There had been a thunderstorm the night before and when the day broke the sky was clear and blue. Then the monster got loose. The woman I was dating had been feeling left out and shunned by my sister, who is a control freak that has to involve herself in everything that doesn't concern her. On this particular day my sister arrived and not wanting to deal with her my girlfriend took her kids for a walk telling me that she loved me but didn't feel that she was part of the family and that she understood that I had things here I had to do or she would have asked me to go for a walk with them. A few days before this my sister had hit all the wrong buttons on my girlfriend and had her so upset that she was crying for the better part of the day and night. Anyhow, I digress... Back to what I have done. After my girlfriend left for her walk with the kids I went outside and swung at a tree. Common sense prevented me from connecting with it and instead I let out what was nearly a howl of rage crossed with shear frustration. I then took out my razor sharp pocket knife and started playing with it. Flipping it and catching it... by the blade, by the handle it didn't matter if I got cut or not. I then started cutting little slices on my arms and legs through my pants. By this time I had entered a blood rage and lost what control I did have. His chain had weakened and broken, I walked in and grabbed my sister's hair and sliced her throat from ear to ear as she sat at the table. I then sat down opposite her at the table and just smiled as she choked on her own blood, frantically trying to stop the bleeding with her hands and looking at me with absolute shock that I could do such a thing. All her life I had been nice and rarely ever lost my temper and now seemingly out of nowhere I had guarrantied her death. I simply sat there as she gurgled and coughed as her lungs filled with the blood that would normally kept her alive. In her shock all she could do was stare at me with her hands covering her neck. I could tell that she simply couldn't comprehend what had transpired. All too soon for my liking she was dead. Laying there in a pool of her own blood. I simply got up and walked out the door to find my girlfriend. That was the last time I was in that trailor.