The Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 11August 25, 2013The Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 1113 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
I'm a good person. Scotty says so. He came back about two days ago after I returned home from Chrissy's funeral, and I was so overwhelmed with joy that all I could do was hug him and cry. I wanted to tell him everything I've done during the last seven years, but he said he already knew, and he was proud of me.
He's so handsome now... he's all grown up! He still wears the same type of clothes he used to, still has pale skin and everything, but his hair is a tiny bit longer, he's tall, he looks much more like a man than a boy, and he has some shadows under his eyes. Maybe he hadn't been sleeping very well, and that's why he came back? Maybe he missed me... I sure missed him!
I hadn't left the house since the funeral, and even after Scotty came back, we still haven't gone anywhere. I haven't eaten, I can't remember the last time I slept, and I've been mindlessly carving into my skin with Claudia. I ran out of room on both arms, so I've started on my legs. Scotty says I des