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Baptiste Audouin
Murder On My Mind
I did it, I finally took revenge against my aggressors, they got what they deserved and I don’t regret what I have just done. I will just finish my life behind four walls in a high-security prison, but let me explain why I killed these people.
I was a young antisocial kid named Baptiste, during those times I was bullied by many people and developed some violent tendencies and a will to take revenge on them, one day I waited for one of them in my school and I strangled him, I had so much determination and looking at the pain in his eyes was one of the best feelings I ever had in my life, but a few seconds after I started my plan, one of his bandmates kicked me in the ribs and broke one of them. A few days later, I came back to school and for weeks and weeks,I continued to pursue my revenge, one person at a time and my violence problem got worse the more I accomplished my mission , strangling these people was like my drug and I was forced to see a psychologist every week. I used to love playing with fire, and one day, I completely burned my right hand and this took me to the hospital and I received a brand new hand skin but I was not able to feel anything with it. This was the last time I burnt a part of my skin. One day the gang came to beat me for two endless minutes. They were destroying every part of me except my mental, my desire to kill was getting bigger and every single night I was creating a new plan to kill and hide the corpses of these people.
As my twenty-fourth birthday present, I decided to end my quest, I killed all of them while they were watching a hockey game on the television, I shot them in the legs to make them incapable of escaping, then I decided to put them on the ground and I made sure they all recognized me then I grab my knife and I decide to open their body by cutting their skin slowly in front of there friends and for me, it was a really fun to look at the pain in their eyes and hear their screams was the best feeling I ever had. When they finally died, with the blood all over my hands I called the police and this is how I ended up in this place.
I was a young antisocial kid named Baptiste, during those times I was bullied by many people and developed some violent tendencies and a will to take revenge on them, one day I waited for one of them in my school and I strangled him, I had so much determination and looking at the pain in his eyes was one of the best feelings I ever had in my life, but a few seconds after I started my plan, one of his bandmates kicked me in the ribs and broke one of them. A few days later, I came back to school and for weeks and weeks,I continued to pursue my revenge, one person at a time and my violence problem got worse the more I accomplished my mission , strangling these people was like my drug and I was forced to see a psychologist every week. I used to love playing with fire, and one day, I completely burned my right hand and this took me to the hospital and I received a brand new hand skin but I was not able to feel anything with it. This was the last time I burnt a part of my skin. One day the gang came to beat me for two endless minutes. They were destroying every part of me except my mental, my desire to kill was getting bigger and every single night I was creating a new plan to kill and hide the corpses of these people.
As my twenty-fourth birthday present, I decided to end my quest, I killed all of them while they were watching a hockey game on the television, I shot them in the legs to make them incapable of escaping, then I decided to put them on the ground and I made sure they all recognized me then I grab my knife and I decide to open their body by cutting their skin slowly in front of there friends and for me, it was a really fun to look at the pain in their eyes and hear their screams was the best feeling I ever had. When they finally died, with the blood all over my hands I called the police and this is how I ended up in this place.