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Tell me what you think of this one, people. A bit disturbing, maybe, but tell me what you think of it nonetheless. Enjoy :)
From the start of his life, Billy was different from other kids. It wasn’t that he was mentally slow, or he was disabled, but he was just different, in a way that cannot be described properly. He never had any friends either. In school, he was a pariah, an outcast, an outsider, always by himself. Therefore he was picked on mercilessly by bullies. Billy built up a huge amount of hate and anger inside him, and so looked for an outlet for it.
He found it in torturing things that he classified as the lowest form of beings - insects. Billy liked to torture insects. At first, he would just burn them, or hold them under water with pincers until they drowned, or impale them on nails. He soon found out that he had a natural flair for torturing things, and soon thought up new methods. He would get a 9v battery and attach wires to it, then apply it to the fleshy underside of woodlice. How they squirmed! They would wriggle their little feet, and twist in pain and agony as Billy held them down mercilessly, with a sick twisted smile on his face as yellow liquid oozed out of their joints. Another slow death was to drop bugs into paint that was thick and gooey, and watch as they slowly sank down, as if they were in quicksand.
Billy was still being bullied in school, and as it grew worse he began to change. He changed inside, however. He became less humane, and his heart changed to stone. He felt no compassion for anything, and lost his conscience. Some people said, later on, this was the start of Billy’s metamorphosis to a psychotic.
In Billy’s little shed at the bottom of his garden, he began to prepare. He put a lock on the door. He put manacles and chains on the wall. He stole surgical items, such as scalpels and razor blades. He used the battery device that he normally used with a 9v battery and wires, only he used a car battery and jump leads this time. All extreme torture devices.
Billy picked his time well. He was waiting, a mallet in hand, in a grove of trees in the park, when Jimmy Reynolds was coming home from playing football. Jimmy Reynolds had made Billy’s life hell. He had made fun of him, he had beat him up several times, on a few instances he poured food and drink over him. Jimmy was Billy’s main antagonizer.
Billy sneaked up behind Jimmy as he walked past him. With one swipe of the rubber mallet, Jimmy lay unconscious at his feet. Billy looked furtively about him as he dragged Jimmy’s senseless body back to his shed. It was time to start torturing bigger things.
From the start of his life, Billy was different from other kids. It wasn’t that he was mentally slow, or he was disabled, but he was just different, in a way that cannot be described properly. He never had any friends either. In school, he was a pariah, an outcast, an outsider, always by himself. Therefore he was picked on mercilessly by bullies. Billy built up a huge amount of hate and anger inside him, and so looked for an outlet for it.
He found it in torturing things that he classified as the lowest form of beings - insects. Billy liked to torture insects. At first, he would just burn them, or hold them under water with pincers until they drowned, or impale them on nails. He soon found out that he had a natural flair for torturing things, and soon thought up new methods. He would get a 9v battery and attach wires to it, then apply it to the fleshy underside of woodlice. How they squirmed! They would wriggle their little feet, and twist in pain and agony as Billy held them down mercilessly, with a sick twisted smile on his face as yellow liquid oozed out of their joints. Another slow death was to drop bugs into paint that was thick and gooey, and watch as they slowly sank down, as if they were in quicksand.
Billy was still being bullied in school, and as it grew worse he began to change. He changed inside, however. He became less humane, and his heart changed to stone. He felt no compassion for anything, and lost his conscience. Some people said, later on, this was the start of Billy’s metamorphosis to a psychotic.
In Billy’s little shed at the bottom of his garden, he began to prepare. He put a lock on the door. He put manacles and chains on the wall. He stole surgical items, such as scalpels and razor blades. He used the battery device that he normally used with a 9v battery and wires, only he used a car battery and jump leads this time. All extreme torture devices.
Billy picked his time well. He was waiting, a mallet in hand, in a grove of trees in the park, when Jimmy Reynolds was coming home from playing football. Jimmy Reynolds had made Billy’s life hell. He had made fun of him, he had beat him up several times, on a few instances he poured food and drink over him. Jimmy was Billy’s main antagonizer.
Billy sneaked up behind Jimmy as he walked past him. With one swipe of the rubber mallet, Jimmy lay unconscious at his feet. Billy looked furtively about him as he dragged Jimmy’s senseless body back to his shed. It was time to start torturing bigger things.
Tell me what you think of this one, people. A bit disturbing, maybe, but tell me what you think of it nonetheless. Enjoy :)
From the start of his life, Billy was different from other kids. It wasn’t that he was mentally slow, or he was disabled, but he was just different, in a way that cannot be described properly. He never had any friends either. In school, he was a pariah, an outcast, an outsider, always by himself. Therefore he was picked on mercilessly by bullies. Billy built up a huge amount of hate and anger inside him, and so looked for an outlet for it.
He found it in torturing things that he classified as the lowest form of beings - insects. Billy liked to torture insects. At first, he would just burn them, or hold them under water with pincers until they drowned, or impale them on nails. He soon found out that he had a natural flair for torturing things, and soon thought up new methods. He would get a 9v battery and attach wires to it, then apply it to the fleshy underside of woodlice. How they squirmed! They would wriggle their little feet, and twist in pain and agony as Billy held them down mercilessly, with a sick twisted smile on his face as yellow liquid oozed out of their joints. Another slow death was to drop bugs into paint that was thick and gooey, and watch as they slowly sank down, as if they were in quicksand.
Billy was still being bullied in school, and as it grew worse he began to change. He changed inside, however. He became less humane, and his heart changed to stone. He felt no compassion for anything, and lost his conscience. Some people said, later on, this was the start of Billy’s metamorphosis to a psychotic.
In Billy’s little shed at the bottom of his garden, he began to prepare. He put a lock on the door. He put manacles and chains on the wall. He stole surgical items, such as scalpels and razor blades. He used the battery device that he normally used with a 9v battery and wires, only he used a car battery and jump leads this time. All extreme torture devices.
Billy picked his time well. He was waiting, a mallet in hand, in a grove of trees in the park, when Jimmy Reynolds was coming home from playing football. Jimmy Reynolds had made Billy’s life hell. He had made fun of him, he had beat him up several times, on a few instances he poured food and drink over him. Jimmy was Billy’s main antagonizer.
Billy sneaked up behind Jimmy as he walked past him. With one swipe of the rubber mallet, Jimmy lay unconscious at his feet. Billy looked furtively about him as he dragged Jimmy’s senseless body back to his shed. It was time to start torturing bigger things.
From the start of his life, Billy was different from other kids. It wasn’t that he was mentally slow, or he was disabled, but he was just different, in a way that cannot be described properly. He never had any friends either. In school, he was a pariah, an outcast, an outsider, always by himself. Therefore he was picked on mercilessly by bullies. Billy built up a huge amount of hate and anger inside him, and so looked for an outlet for it.
He found it in torturing things that he classified as the lowest form of beings - insects. Billy liked to torture insects. At first, he would just burn them, or hold them under water with pincers until they drowned, or impale them on nails. He soon found out that he had a natural flair for torturing things, and soon thought up new methods. He would get a 9v battery and attach wires to it, then apply it to the fleshy underside of woodlice. How they squirmed! They would wriggle their little feet, and twist in pain and agony as Billy held them down mercilessly, with a sick twisted smile on his face as yellow liquid oozed out of their joints. Another slow death was to drop bugs into paint that was thick and gooey, and watch as they slowly sank down, as if they were in quicksand.
Billy was still being bullied in school, and as it grew worse he began to change. He changed inside, however. He became less humane, and his heart changed to stone. He felt no compassion for anything, and lost his conscience. Some people said, later on, this was the start of Billy’s metamorphosis to a psychotic.
In Billy’s little shed at the bottom of his garden, he began to prepare. He put a lock on the door. He put manacles and chains on the wall. He stole surgical items, such as scalpels and razor blades. He used the battery device that he normally used with a 9v battery and wires, only he used a car battery and jump leads this time. All extreme torture devices.
Billy picked his time well. He was waiting, a mallet in hand, in a grove of trees in the park, when Jimmy Reynolds was coming home from playing football. Jimmy Reynolds had made Billy’s life hell. He had made fun of him, he had beat him up several times, on a few instances he poured food and drink over him. Jimmy was Billy’s main antagonizer.
Billy sneaked up behind Jimmy as he walked past him. With one swipe of the rubber mallet, Jimmy lay unconscious at his feet. Billy looked furtively about him as he dragged Jimmy’s senseless body back to his shed. It was time to start torturing bigger things.
Heh - That was pretty good. Kinda dissapointed that we never found out what happened after he dragged the boy into the shed - but I think it's obvious and left the story on a nice cliffhanger.
Good stuff RoJ
Good stuff RoJ
Thanks. I have other stories in the "Stories Forum", but they aren't as short. Take a look if you want to.
Same as Gamezfreak, good story Roj, again, it's a pity we didn't get to hear about jimmy's torture, please continue the story...
Good stuff.