I'm not going to regale you with sob stories of how I have so much to live for. I don't. Life has always felt like a burden to me. If I'm being honest, I've thought of taking myself out throughout the years. So, here I am speaking directly to you, a self professed serial killer who has me directly under your control, asking you to reconsider your plan for me. I share your disdain for humans. I do...

“You have five minutes,” the man in the chair said, clearing his throat.

“Well, okay… I… you… alright…” Dan stammered, struggling to steady himself. After a deep breath, he continued. “Let me just say, that’s a fine dagger you have there. Exquisite, really. I love the wide, slightly curved blade, and the emerald green cracked-skull engraving—quite inspired. And is that blood on the tip? Hmm. Look...

As I stood facing the psychopath, the looming threat of death hung heavy in the air. But I refused to give in to fear. Instead, I calmly began to speak, choosing my words carefully and weaving them together like a masterful tapestry. I spoke of the beauty of life, the power of forgiveness, and the potential for redemption. I shared stories of courage and resilience, of people who overcame the dark...

I see a knife blade pull accross the table toward me. I imagined its bloody side soaking my throat in new found glee. "No... " I whisper, but it's too late. I close my eyes and see the bodies of cell mates scattered and torn. "Don't... " but it did. I hear a scraping. It sends shivers up my spine. I open my eyes. My hand trembles, poised above my wrist. "Don't..." I whisper, but it does. _I am the...

My wrist were starting to itch from the rope around them. And it was pretty damn annoying. Abigail paced in front of me with a crowbar clutched tightly in her hand. It’s been hours since she kidnapped me here and I was getting pretty hungry.

“You mind getting me food?” I asked.

Abigail looked up with confusion, “What?”

I stared at her, “I’m hungry.”

She steps forward and whacks me on the side...

Authors note: I don’t think I did what the prompt said but eh

Act calm.

I repeated the thought every step the psychopath took. “You have 5 minutes to tell me why I shouldn’t kill you,” she spat.

Act calm, I thought again. Hold on. Why was I telling myself to act calm? Why was I trying to act calm? Why was I not normally calm?

BECAUSE SHE’S ABOUT TO KILL YOU, my mind answered.

But maybe, I thi...

TW: Gruesome topics and talk of de@th

My door clicked softly, letting out a creaaaaak as it swung open. I saw the silhouette of a masked figure in the threshold freeze at the sound.

“Oh hey!” I said cheerily, pushing my nerves down. “I just made coconut curry. Do you want some?” The intruder seemed taken aback. I guess this didn’t happen very often.

“It does smell good I suppose.”

She was surpr...

If you kill me you will be haunted by me for your whole life. You will stub your toe over and over again until your foot goes numb. You will be too scared to ever leave your house because everywhere you go, something will try to kill you. You’ll wake up with bruises and scratches all over your body and every time you even touch a piece of paper you will get a severe and annoying paper cut that wil...

What good would it do you? Just one more dead body to add to your pile? I’m worth so much more alive than dead.

Who’s running your social media right now? I can bring a lot of traffic your way. People click on your profile, watch your videos, and then we monetize it.

Ok, you don’t have social media. You don’t want anyone to know who you are. That makes sense, I get it.

So I’m a recruiter for yo...

Are you certain you won’t regret this? You are reeking of regret already. I can see it in your eyes, the hurt the pain and frustration. I am not the solution to your problem you wish to fix. Please take a moment and put the gun down please don’t let this get out of control. I need you to hear me, look at me I’m just a pawn that was placed in this muck I too ail I too lost everything and am now in ...