My revenge

I gaze at him from out side his windows, my heart races preparing for the struggle ahead. This all-star sports jock tormenting all these girls raping and scaring them half out of their mind.Their become so scared and filled with worthlessness that they to afraid to and don't feel the need to tell. 1

My hands begin to shake as I hold my knife in my hand. The jingle of the pins is unnerving as i sit quietly and wait. He undresses and lays down laughing and indulging in his dirty deed.He finds it humorous what he does to these girls that made him their world.My breathing becomes harsh as the seconds tick by like years, waiting and watching.2

I hear the click as he turns out the light. Sadly enough this click will be the beginning of his demise.I try the window that he stupidly forgot to lock,and i slip inside without breaking the silence.I walk over to his bed,put my knife to his throat, pressing it harshly to wake up the shithead.He opens his eyes,and horror flashes beneath them.He tries to yell out, but is silence by my hand clenching his throat.I grasp it tightly until he passes out.This will be when the real fun begins.3

I take the tape from my back, and start taping up his mouth running it around his entire head. I make sure that it pulls tight at his skin let him feel some of the pain that he gave to them. Next, is the rope already ready with the pins in the loop, many of them waiting like hungry teeth ready to be dug into the flesh of his wrist.So i constrict his hands, tightening the rope as hard as i can hearing the sickening little pop as the pins enter his skin.The other end i tie around his head board; making sure that there is not chance for him to move.4

I do the same to both of his ankles, driving the pins into his god forsaken skin.Tying them down to the bottom of his bed.It is then that i wake up the sick fuck.Pouring alcohol all over his body, and setting it fire to wake his dumb ass up. He wakes up again and tries to let out a scream the the tape muffles it so that its nothing more than a mumble. So the fuel runs out and not its my time to have fun. I break out my razor and pins i brought with.5

I cut loose his short,making sure to dig deep; plunging in the razor till its all the way in. I begin cutting them off tracing their outline deep in his flesh. Then i have to see the instrument he used to kill all these girls, not physically but emotionally their dead. So now its my time to kill all his pride, making him wish he could just die. The pain i inflict will seem worse than death, lasting for hours as i leave him to bleed to death.6

So i take my pins, push them in one at a time. The first one it goes right into the base. I drive it in hard so that it sticks in the bone. I continue this way traveling slowly up his dick. The pins are spaced only enough apart so that i can fit in the next without it falling out. When finally i reach the head. I blister it with pins driving fifty of them in at one tearing it apart,making sure that it can never be used again.7

You would think I was finished with this torture wouldn't you,but that's so very far from what actually is true.I continue driving them through the underside just as the top. This whole time he's screaming, and crying and wishing for death.I take in my hand the razor again. I see the horror in his eyes as I grab hold of his sack,and slice it slowly open.I take the rest of the alcohol i have left, and pour it inside. Letting it tear at the exposed skin so that he may never hurt anyone again.8

I leave him then escaping as silently as i came.I jump out the window and run quickly down the street.Jumping onto the bike that i left in an alley so that i don't make the noise that a car would cause. I ride to my house as fast as i can, and begin stripping off my clothes as soon as i get in the door. I walk quickly through the house and throw the clothes into the burner. Hurry up stairs and jump into the shower. I scrub my body harshly trying to get off the blood of that bastard. 9

When I'm satisfied that i won't be infected; i get out and quickly dry off. Putting on fresh clothes, i climb onto the roof. I take a piece of paper out of my pocket, and scribble down almost illegibly,My love plz don't cry I've washed my bloody hands. Now ever thing will be OK I love you always.I then lay back staring up at the moon shining the bright in the sky. It looks more beautiful than ever before. I picture you in my mind the hot humid air weighing on me. I swing myself back into my window and fall onto my bed. Quickly i succumb to a restful night's sleep10