Mr Jackson Monologue

A child being born on a full moon is a sign of peace and power, but being born on a full moon during the witching hour is an omen of death. That sums up my life, an omen of death. My mother died during my birth; whilst my dearest dad was a dead-beat. Which left me entirely on my own.

Being on own meaning sent to live in a horrific orphanage. Hell would have been nicer at least they care about you there. Mr. Jackson was know for being handsy with the kids, either beating or molesting. Back to the important topic here, me. I had issues with the way I handled thing, when I was growing up. If a kid insulted me I "accidentally" stabbed them in return. That issue may have led my more psychopathic side loose upon Earth.

Animal would appear dead around my room and I would have no recollection of killing them. I knew I did it though and it some how brought me great satisfaction knowing I ended their life. It later on moved to bigger animals, the children. They however put up more of a fight so I easily learn how to sedate them. Nothing on this Earth gave me more pleasure than slowly bleeding them out. So, when Mr. Jackson called me in to his office one day, I knew what was going to happen.

As I open the door to walk
"I've always wanted to do this to an adult, who better than a rapist. Just so we are one the same page, I'll walk you through what's about to happen. First we'll start simple, I'll break the bones inside of your limbs." I smirk as a walk around the gloomy room. I look at poor Mr. Jackson, he had wet himself and was trembling in fear. "But of course breaking just your limbs isn't enough, is it now. No, we are going to do a little procedure and be 'we' I mean you. I will start cutting out your kidneys, then we will move one to other organs you don't quiet need. Then lastly of all I will kill you painfully and horrifically, just like I