Home is hell,I feel like my family is afraid of me.I don't know what I was expecting,they stopped visiting in my third year of imprisonment.
while in my room, they always talk by themselves,laugh and be a happy family but once I enter the room they keep quiet and get out one by one.
I should have moved that moment I got out but they thing is ,I got no plans yet and if I move I won't know a thing about my target.
my family is too ashamed to tell anyone that am back but this works perfectly fine for me and my plans..
During the night I always go out,well no one have noticed since they don't care about me and what I do.
While in prison I kept fit,so during the night I always wear all black and a black mask too.
I street race and Street fight.Whitin this month I have made quite a lot because I always win I go by the name 'Black owl'.It feels good,gets my anger our and the adrenaline rush is amazing..
The other perfect thing about my night activities is that I get to see my targets.They do enjoy life,but it will be short lived because I am back in town.
For years I always thought my punishment to them will be prison but I have changed my mind.
They deserve to die,I will kill them one by one and it won't be a fast kill..I will make sure that it's painful beyond measure.
I am so tired today,I did fight with two big guys,they were a lot to deal with but I am black owl and black owl always wins.
After the fight I had to go for a race where the police ended up chasing us.i don't worry a lot about them since my hiding place is super cool.My family doesn't even know that I own a garage ,I hide my racing cars, service them and even fix a few cars for extra cash.
On my way home,as I round the corner just before I pass church ,the same place where I was raped ten years ago,I saw them trying to rape a girl..
tThis brought back all the bad memories along with anger.
I guess I just blacked out because the next time I opened my eyes,my hands were covered in blood with a beating human heart in them.
Shit what have I done????.
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