I was always called an odd person, sure. Always liked killing small bugs when I was young, and eventually started hurting small animals. Somewhere along the line I decided to try out hurting a human; that just got me sent to a mental hospital for a while. Once I got out, I realized I couldn't just hurt, I had to kidnap someone so I could hurt them all I want.

September 8th, 2006. You were walking home from a long day at school. You were tired, but something felt off, like someone was following you. You brushed it off and kept walking...WHACK

its been a few weeks since you were kidnapped by her. Your ankle had been shackled, and you were inside a stone cell, the size of a small closet... She tortured and humiliated you everyday, and part of that everyday was her taking Polaroid pictures, and videos of you being tortured. Today was no different as you were, arms tied in the air as she lashed your back with a whip. Soon after she held the camera to your face again.

"Come on, smile big for the camera~ you know this is gonna get sent to your parents afterall~