But...
Deep deep inside my soul
There is a burning feeling
I can't describe...

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It was around midnight when an earth-shattering roar was heard. Rain was pouring aggressively onto the ground, causing the raindrops to split into numerous small droplets.

The trees were swaying along with the furious wind, and flashes of lightning were illuminating the dark sky. In the midst of this unseasonable weather, there was a dark hooded figure standing outside a particular house, gripping a knife between his hands.

In conclusion, it was the night when it all began.

Unknown P.O.V.

I'm standing in front of the familiar house, clutching my favorite knife securely between my hands. I walk to the front door and curl my fingers, forming a fist to knock on the door. I can hear footsteps approaching.

"Where were—" Before she could complete her sentence, I slit her neck and pushed her body inside the house.

Blood was gushing out of the cut while she was desperately trying to escape. Without wasting any time, I plunged my knife into her stomach as she tried to scream for help but failed miserably because of her slit throat.

She went pale as a threatening smirk formed on my lips. Now I can feel satisfaction rushing through my veins.

I crouched down in front of her deceased body; a pool of blood surrounding us.

Her blood.

"Goodbye~" I whispered.

I made my way upstairs while singing my favorite rhyme; the smirk adorning my lips refusing to leave.

"Baa baa black sheep

Is that a blood pool?

Yes sir, yes sir,

Dead bodies bag full.

One for dissection,

One for survey,

And one for my screwy self,

Who loves to decorate."

As I finished singing, I entered the room and saw the man I was very much acquainted with, looking at me with a horrified expression.

Oh, how much I longed for it.

I started walking in his direction, swinging my knife in the air as he backed away with fear in his eyes until his back made contact with the stiff wall.

"D-Don't—" Before he could speak, I plunged my knife into his stomach. I twisted my knife, burying it deep inside his stomach as he began to scream in pain.

Oh, how much it satisfies me.

I took out my knife and backed away, causing his lifeless body to fall to the ground with a loud thud.

Oh, how much I've been waiting for this.

"Finally," I muttered and started getting rid of all the evidence.