4591 Contour Blvd
9:17 PM
THE PRINCESS
Nice to see you guys again. It's been a while, huh? I missed you all so much. And now, I wonder how many people have found this little diary of mine. I hope more than 20 at least. Well, on to what you came here for.
Again, I was in the sweet embrace of a cold, dark night. Cold is always preferable to hot. And darkness is just helpful. This time, I came a bit more prepared. I brought some duct tape and some rope. I also wore some leather gloves to protect from the cold as well as to hide any finger prints that might somehow get on something. Gotta be careful in situations like this. I quickly got away from any groups of people or parties going on and headed down a sort of side street where hopefully I wouldn't be seen as easily. Most of the houses on the street, save one or two, seemed to be totally asleep and shut down. I was beginning to get afraid I had to travel farther when I saw her. There was a women about half a block away taking a walk. She was wearing one of those cheesy pink jogging suits, had long blond hair, and was walking one of those tiny poodle type dogs, much like this one:
She seemed to be either on a blue-tooth call or singing along with her music. I was hoping it was the latter so nobody had to have an unfinished conversation. When I saw this I thought about what the last thing this woman had done was. Did she say "I love you" to her kids last time she saw them? Fuckin' hope so. I tore a bit off the roll of duct tape and began to make my way toward her. As I got closer, I realized what it was she was listening to. Fucking Harry Styles. I grappled her neck and slapped the duct tape over her mouth. I also grabbed her dog and choked it out so it wouldn't struggle or make any noise. I gave her a good crack on her head with the end of my knife and her muscles relaxed. There was a large cluster of trees nearby and I dragged the two sleeping babies there as quickly as possible. I tied her to a tree and tied her dog to the tree facing her with its leash. I also tied her neck to the tree so she couldn't move her head. About 15 minutes later the real fun started.
The dog woke up slightly before the chick. It whimpered a bit but stayed mostly silent. After she woke up, I got her attention, reminded her of the recent events, and explained to her my plan. You see, she was gonna keep her eyes open as much as possible. She would watch me play with her dog until I was done and if she watched the entire time, I would let her and her dog go. She was crying and trying to struggle out of her restraints. Thankfully, I'm a god damn eagle scout. No way she was getting out of there. I took her muffled cries as a yes and walked over to the pup with my knife out. It looked very afraid, but I walked up to it and scratched its belly and pet its head. The leather gloves were beginning to diminish my experience, so I removed them so I could feel the softness and warmth of the dogs fur, then feel its body shiver with fear as I brought the knife into view. I heard a muffled screech from behind me and smiled. I moved my hand off its back and thrust a knife through its spine as quickly as I could. This one was done. At that point, I had never even seen dog blood and it was a wonderful new experience. I turned around and stared intimidatingly at the woman. She seemed to be about late 20's-early 30's. She was sobbing and sobbing, and I was almost afraid the duct tape would fall off. I walked up to her and she attempted to dig herself into the tree behind her, kicking and kicking and kicking. I stomped on her kneecaps and heard a yelp come from her mouth as I did so. It was only a moment after that I stabbed her straight through the eye and heard a quiet thunk as it hit the back of her skull.
Have you ever stabbed a knife into a jello container? If not, I would highly recommend it. It would simulate pretty well what stabbing an eye is like. And it feels great. Very satisfying. The real thing is even more satisfying especially since there isn't much chance for mutilation with a jello cup. Cutting off the tips of someones fingers is also very enjoyable. Though there was less blood then I expected, the thumb and pointer finger squirted in a fun horror movie-ish way. It's like saying fuck you to cuticles ,which are fucking assholes might I add. I thought about the whole "hey this chick has boobs" thing but decided that I had missed my chance when I stabbed her through the eye. By the time I was done with her the dog had lost most of its body heat and I decided t was time to go home and wash my clothes.
By the way, dog fur is great for soaking up blood.
DT
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