Ok for a story I thought of have to get into the mind of a crazy person. THIS IS NOT GOING WELLLL!!! Somebody help me here. This is hurting my brain. 

This is what I have in demener is far...

As I laugh the body slowly drowns with red liquid. My knife is sharp up against my side. Father shall be proud. I feel a sharp pain in my head. I coldly laugh. That happens whenever I do something wrong. It is probably her. She believes this is wrong. She is wrong. This is fun. Maya is dead in me. I grab the knife and strike myself in the arm. The pain feels good. Now on to the next person to play with. I dryly laugh.