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Friday, February 17, 2006

The following will be offensive to some.

Please read at your own discretion.

This story is a work of fiction.



"James was always a curious person. He used to ask questions all the time as a child; why is water wet? Why is the sky blue? But when his father died one year into his adolescence, James became less vocal about his inquisitiveness. The reason some believed was that nobody could answer his question; what happens when you die? This question brought James too many various and vague answers. He became obsessed with discovering what actually happens when life ceases to exist. Unable to cope with his new obsession, James became introverted. Loraine didn't take notice at first for obvious reasons. Though, after a while, she couldn't help but notice the change in her son. She made an effort to help James cope with the loss of his father but he just didn't respond.

James' neighbor since before his father died was named Tom.

Tom had a Golden Retriever that James used to play with.

One-day Tom's dog went missing. When it was found, the head was missing. No one understood why someone would kill Tom's dog let alone decapitate it. A week later Tom was talking to Michelle, a neighbor from across the street, about his dog. It was then that Michelle mentioned several other neighbor's pets have turned up missing or dead.

After a year, nobody in James' neighborhood had a pet that they would let outside.

James did well in school and was liked by his peers.

But he had to deal with the same school crap that everybody else did.

So he kept to himself whenever possible.

That was until he met Diana.

Loraine liked the influence Diana had on James. The self-imposed shell he was living in dissipated. The more time he and Diana spent together the more normal James seemed. The boy he once was had returned. Loraine couldn't have been happier.

When James was arrested for Diana's murder few were shocked.

The police investigators initially believed that James had strangled Diana because she was going to leave him. But when the Coroner discovered the knife wound in Diana's lower abdomen the depth of James' tortured mind became apparent.

While making love to Diana in his bed, James felt a need, a compulsion to hurt Diana.

He couldn't understand why. He loved her, he was sure of it.

But for some reason he wanted to hurt her.

His friend.

Put his hands around her throat.

His girlfriend.

Squeeze.

His love.

Larynx crushed.

His Diana.

Her throat muscles work for air.

Her Life.

His hands.

He cums.

James never looked away from Diana's brown eyes. Never once, as he squeezed the life from her body. He was hoping to see something in the windows of the soul. But there was nothing.

For some reason though James still felt a need for Diana to hurt. Not knowing why he left his room.

Naked, he walked through the house. Penis erect.

He stopped in the kitchen and looked around. His eyes stopped on the cutlery set next to the stove. Pulse racing; James removed the 3-inch paring knife.

He went back to his room.

Examining the knife wound in Diana's body, the Coroner discovered James' seamen.

After being convicted and sent to a state run mentally facility for the criminally insane, James never spoke again.

Loraine visited her son every week for a year but realized that she needed to move on with her life. She remarried and has a daughter named Stephanie. Stephanie and her father do not know that Loraine was once married and has a son.”

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