positive insanity (inspired by a book)

its like clockwork! i wake up each morning with the image printed in my head! what would her corpse look like bleeding from the neck on the floor? i ask my self almost every minute she speaks to me. i am ordered around by her as if Cinderella, i can easily assume the position as her slave. she takes me to be insane because i enjoy killing her pests... rats, flies, and such. she doesn't take it much deeper than that!1

i have been living with the woman for 6 months and 8 days. i have only known the woman for about a year now. and ever since she became my owner-oops i mean my boss i have been thinking of her death. friends, we were back before i worked for her. her voice seems cold and heartless... and thats how she appears to be. i wish for her blood to spread along my hands and bleed past my consumption. her beautiful face stings my mind every time i close my eyes. just her soul,her aura even near me i cringe.2

but to this woman i work hastily for her. doing her dirty work around her home. i am nice to this woman and have always have been. every night just before fixing her 'mid-night milk' i sit down and read one story. an insane story which you probably know of! helping me plan stealthily on what i should do.3

on Tuesday i warmed her a bath and took a towel along side the tub and slicked the floor as if to 'accidentally' kill her. even though i knew it would not kill her right away i took lotion and water to the floor to make it slippery. she will fall as she gets out of the tub but not be for. for, that would ruin my plans.4

when she stepped out she slipped and fell backwards and slammed her head on the wall. she let out a loud screech and i ran for her 'rescue.' in bloody water she looked up at me. she reached up and grabbing her i slung her out of the water. this gave her a reason to trust me.5

by Thursday she was feeding me well. even though i could not eat because tomorrow was the day.6

Friday as she slept i crept silently to her. the shrill of her snore set me at a rage! i grabbed the thick pillow at the end on the bed and stretched it tightly across her face... after the struggle was over i took her body to the bath tub and dismantled each limb. i stuffed each part of the body under the boards of the floor (just like the story). the difference was i called the police and told them my house lady had come up missing. i invited them in and had tea (just like in the story). the only difference is i didn't snap!7

so like the man i am insane...only i do not dout my self8