Here we are again, he is calling my name making shivers go down my back. His name is Dominic and he is my own personal demon, who has been haunting my dreams for over 15 years. I have not properly introduced myself yet. My name is Tommy, and I am one of the youngest serial killers I know of at age 18. Dom talks to me, threatens me that if I do not kill he will take over my body. I do not want that to happen so I am always sneaking out at night looking for some poor victim to slaughter. Tonight it is this nice blonde that is seemingly taking a nightly jog. Little does she know that I have been following her for over a mile, now no one is around. So I quickly but quietly sneak up to her and slice her throat open while holding her mouth, so she does not scream. I wait until she finally quits fighting and let her fall to the ground. I get out my trusty pliers and take one of her teeth and put it in my pocket before running away. I run back to my house and climb back through my bedroom window. I pass by the full body mirror that is near my computer table. I have blood all over my face and clothes, I usually wear a black hoodie with black pants and brown boots when I go out to kill. I slide my hand under the drawer that is in my room to reveal a black square box. I open it up to see 26 teeth I put another one in. I then sit for a moment and enjoy the feeling, Dom then speaks to me. "You like collecting those teeth, and I like savoring those kills. lets keep it that way.'' I then say ''Yeah you have got me there, so what do we do now?'' ''We go to sleep and act like nothing has happened like all the other times.'' ''Ok well hear from you later Dom'' Its nice speaking to him every once, but it gets tiresome when you hear him in your thoughts 24/7. I then proceed to go brush my teeth then go to bed. I wake up to the sounds of my sister ranting about the ''West Virginian Ripper'' a.k.a. me. She is saying ''Why the hell haven't they caught him yet? Lazy ass cops do not know how to do their job.'' Mom says ''Watch your mouth young lady, they will find him its just a matter of when.'' I do not really talk to them, and they don't talk to me so its sort of a mutual relationship with the both of them. I eat the food Mom was cooking and proceed to get dressed for school and go outside. Me and my sister get on the bus then when I get off at the high school I am met by my best friend Sam. Sam is a horror fanatic and research's serial killers all the time, his favorite being yours truly. Although he doesn't really see who I am behind the mask. He says '' Man have you heard about the last victim of the WVR?" Hmm he seems to have created a nickname for it, seems pretty cool. I say '' No, and I do not want to hear about it.'' He seems a bit discouraged and the bell for class rings and we proceed to go to class. All day all I hear about is what the WVR has done. No wonder most serial killers turn themselves in, I feel like somebody is going to come after me like that Bay Harbor Butcher that was in Miami. Oh well I go home and watch a couple of horror movies before Dom starts to speak '' You need to kill again, remember the clock is ticking. kill or I will take over and murder your loved ones. I say '' Ok, I am on it.'' I grab my kill clothes that were under my drawer, and I also grab my knife. I go outside and make a couple of rounds around my town, and I see this guy in clothes similar to mine start stabbing this one women. He was just stabbing her over and over, he made me look like a fucking angel. He ran down a alley and I ran after him, I saw him laying next to the wall of building. I lifted his hood up and I saw Sam.
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