One time I was so furious, I searched the neighbourhood looking small, weak pets. I found a few. I killed one cat by bending it around my knee until its spine snapped, it didn’t die so I stomped on its head. I skinned every one of the pets and wore their skin. I stuffed the remains in the owners’ letterboxes.
It made me feel alot better — I now feel superior to all other humans. I often wonder how powerful I would feel to take a human’s life.
