Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Horror

Hello my name is Frank people don't call me that no what they call me hurts me. The neighbors call me a weirdo my family seems to think psychopath is more appropriate you see I guess I don't do what people consider "normal" but who gets to say what normal is. I think their the weirdos I think just living you're little life's going to work coming home to family and friends, kissing you're wife, huging you're  kids is weird the whole fucking world is psycho! You see what I do is a little different I work at the morge I love the human body it's so delicate so complex it's absolutely beautiful when I take a bale and slice all that skin and meat it feels like the gates of heaven have open it's so orgasmic. I take pictures time from time just to savour the moment and to think I showed them to my so called friends and family in case your wondering yes I've got some revenge already I showed my parent's how getting gutted like a pig feels like it was so beautiful the screams as they watched me slowly pulled their organs out careful so they don't die right away the bright red blood as it slowly dripped I can't even count how many times I orgasmed it looked like the Mona Lisa when I was done. I must do it again I crave it and before you judge me ask yourself this. Your still reading right? So who's the real sicko?