Monday, October 17, 2022

DAHMERS BED TIME STORIES WRITTEN BY CHAD XZAVIER

 DAHMER'S BEDTIME STORIES

WRITTEN BY: CHAD XZAVIER

10.17.2022 

5:03PM EST - 6:00PM EST


1. THE FIRST TIME I HEARD A MAN SCREAM FOR HELP, KNOWING I WAS THE ONLY ONE AROUND TO HELP HIM, WAS INTOXICATING. I HAVE NEVER FELT SUCH POWER. IF I DON'T HELP THIS MAN, HE MAY JUST DIE IN MY ARMS. I HAVE NEVER FELT SUCH LOVE BEFORE. THE LOVE BETWEEN A VICTIM AND THE VICTOR IS UNPARALLELED OR MATCHED.

IF YOU HEARD SOMEONE BANGING FROM THE INSIDE OF A CAR'S TRUNK, WOULD YOU HELP THEM? OF COURSE YOU WOULD. NOW WHAT IF YOU PUT THEM THERE? THEN IT WOULD BE COUNTER PRODUCTIVE TO OPEN THE TRUNK. THE PRIZE WOULD GET AWAY. IS IT A PRIZE OR IS IT A HUMAN? OR IS IT A HUMAN UNTIL IT IS CAUGHT? THEN IT IS A PRIZE.  

THE CAR WAS PARKED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE WOODS. THERE WAS A PATH AND I FOLLOWED IT. I MADE THE PATH A LONG TIME AGO. THIS WAS PREMED. I HAD BEEN PINING FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY ALL OF MY LIFE.

ALL OF MY LIFE I HAVE FELT POWERLESS. POWERLESS BY OTHERS. POWERLESS BY MANY OTHERS. POWERLESS BY TOO MANY TO NAME. AND NOW, THE ONLY WAY TO GET THEM BACK, IS TO DO WHAT EVER I WANT TO OTHERS, REGARDLESS OF THEIR CONSEQUENTIAL FEELINGS, OR OF THE CONSEQUENCES OF DIS REGARDING THEIR FEELINGS. 

AS HE POUNDED ON THE INSIDE OF THE TRUNK, I LAUGHED. IT WAS THE SWEETEST SOUND I HAD EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE. THERE ARE PROBABLY FINGERNAIL MARKS ON THE INSIDE BY NOW. AFTER A WHILE, THE SCREAMS STARTED TO GET TO ME. I BEGAN TO WONDER, IF I SHOULD LET HIM GO. HE PROBABLY HAS A FAMILY. THEN I THOUGHT TO MYSELF. THEN HE IS ALREADY SURVIVED BY OTHERS. 


THE INSIDE OF THE TRUNK IS FILLED WITH GASOLINE. NOW THE OUTSIDE OF THE AUTOMOBILE, IS COVERED IN GASOLINE AND ACETONE. AS I LIT THE NEWPORT, I WONDERED IF HE KNEW HE HAD SEVEN MINUTES LEFT TO BREATHE PURE AIR. MINUS THE GASOLINE STENCHED ATOMOSPHERE HE NOW RESIDES IN? 


IT TAKES ME SEVEN MINUTES TO SMOKE A CIGARETTE. THIS NIGGA HAS SEVEN MINUTES LEFT TO BREATHE. ONCE THE CIGARETTE WAS A SHORT, I LET HIM CATCH IT. I NEVER SAW THE CAR AGAIN.  

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