𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏...
Greetings, people. Many are curious as to what the childhood of a serial killer could be. There are many other fan stories and videos out there as to what it could be, but I'm going to take a stab it now from a first person perspective. This is meant to be an autobiography-styled story, but it is by no means accurate...
Just a place to chill and chat with everyone while I spout nonsense in these chapters
