~I'm not a killer or a crazy person. This just randomly came to me last night while I was feeling like writing something weird. This is in the point of view of a murderer.~

Taking a bath has always been relaxing. There's nothing better than letting your body soak and release all tension in your body. You know what's even better than soaking in water? Soaking in the blood of your enemies, or in my case the blood of these people in this house I broke into. It's a really nice house and I'm sure the people are nice too. My bad,were nice. They are dead now. 4 adults all nicely cut up and used for bath water. I left the animals and the 2 children alone in the basement though. I don't hurt children or animals, or even older people. I have morals.

I wonder which couple were their parents? I hoped it was the ones that screamed a lot. The man screamed and cried so cutely as I dug the knife into his chest and his female begged and pleaded with me to stop as I used my ax and cut off her arms to use to strangle the next couple. It was amazing to have not only a grown woman but a grown man crying because of me. The other man was silent though and didn't even struggle as I strangled him with the other woman's arms. I like it when they fight back. It's more fun that way. His woman was a whiny bitch though. She was blubbering and trying to make a deal with me. As if she really thought that I could be talked or bribed out of killing her. How stupid, I mean I strangled the guy you were sleeping next to with the arms of your friend, and after seeing that, you really think I'd spare you? Maybe I should kill the kids to avoid her dumb ass genes from spreading to them, you know, just in case since I really don't know who's kids those are.

Oh, the blood from the final body is starting to get cold. I should finish up and go to the next house, or maybe I'll stay here tonight. I'll decide before the blood is fully cold. It's just so relaxing to lay here – holy shit a finger just touched me and scared me. I really should be more careful, I was crudely hacking away at them to hit all the good veins so I got a few fingers in my bath water. It's weird to have stray limbs touch you randomly. Maybe I should try that though; bathing with a body. Eh that's too weird. I do indeed have morals. I just kill people, nothing freaky or gross, other than when I split a head open and some brains fall out. That shit if gross. Anyway, I only do enough to make me happy. I do take their eyes though, specifically blue eyes that are beautiful. Too bad none of these people had any good eyes to collect. That's the only thing that could make me feel even better.