Matrycide

She came home on time as usual and as usual began to yell at me. i couldn't take the yelling anymore so i picked up a vase and smached it over her head. the vase broke into thousands of tiny pieces. she then began to swear and yell even more, only stunned alittle from the impact. i looked about the room and found my work knife, just sharpened two days ago at work. the steel still sparkled and glimmered in the low light. i picked it up with my right hand slowly as she stumbled about the room in a cursing stupor. i then quickly took her by the shoulder and slashed at her neck but was too high and cut her lips making her mouth even bigger. she began to scream vilently but i quickly silenced her with a dozen or so stabs to her chest. she fell back onto the floor but even though she was dead i didn't stop. i fell to my knees and continued to stab her until her whole upper body was full of oozing holes. the black red blood poured out hitting the air and my nose like a hammer across the face. the smell of copper, of fresh blood filled the room and then the house but she still seemed alive to me. i quickly ran downstairs and searched for something. when i came back upstairs she was still looking up with her dead life-like eyes. i couldn't stand looking at her eyes anymore. something had to be done. i gripped the hammer tight in my fist and pounded it as hard as my body would let me. i could feel the bone in her face collapse as her face emploded by the sheir weight of the blow. i then continued on with the pounding until i could feel the floor instead of the soft cusion feeling of raw flesh. her eyes were no where to be seen in the heap of gore and sinnue that was once her face. i felt at peace but only for a moment when i realized that she was still anoyying me. her hands, the tools of her evil made flesh and real. they had to go but how. i thought fleetingly until the bread knife crossed my mind. the bread knife was jagged and jumped constantly as i ran it threw her wrists. it was tough to hack threw the bone but i managed. i then took the hands and threw them into her homeffice paper shredder. the bone was too thick for the shredder and the hands got caught with only the tips of the fingers threw. frustrated, now, at the machien i ripped the mangled hands from it and threw them into the kitchen garbage disposal. the blood spurted up like a fountain a little but i turned on the water and washed it away. i then dragged the carcase that was still apart of the main piece into the backyard and undid the garden hose from the wall. i opened the gas tank from the car and stuck one end of the hose in it. i then sucked on the other end of the hose until i could feel the gas pumping it sputtered then flowed out onto the body. i waited until i had covered the entire body when i light the match. leaving the hose in the tank it quickly picked up and exploded the gas tank of the car as well as the rest of the back of the house. i was sitting, covered in tissue and gore waiting for the police to tell them, in full detail what i had done.


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		Matrycide She came home on time as usual and as usual began to yell at me. i couldn't take the yelling anymore so i picked up a vase and smached it over her head. the vase broke into thousands of tiny pieces. she then began to swear and yell even more, only stunned alittle from the impact. i looked about the room and found my work knife, just sharpened two days ago at work. the steel still sparkled and glimmered in the low light. i picked it up with my right hand slowly as she stumbled about the room in a cursing stupor. i then quickly took her by the shoulder and slashed at her neck but was too high and cut her lips making her mouth even bigger. she began to scream vilently but i quickly silenced her with a dozen or so stabs to her chest. she fell back onto the floor but even though she was dead i didn't stop. i fell to my knees and continued to stab her until her whole upper body was full of oozing holes. the black red blood poured out hitting the air and my nose like a hammer across the face. the smell of copper, of fresh blood filled the room and then the house but she still seemed alive to me. i quickly ran downstairs and searched for something. when i came back upstairs she was still looking up with her dead life-like eyes. i couldn't stand looking at her eyes anymore. something had to be done. i gripped the hammer tight in my fist and pounded it as hard as my body would let me. i could feel the bone in her face collapse as her face emploded by the sheir weight of the blow. i then continued on with the pounding until i could feel the floor instead of the soft cusion feeling of raw flesh. her eyes were no where to be seen in the heap of gore and sinnue that was once her face. i felt at peace but only for a moment when i realized that she was still anoyying me. her hands, the tools of her evil made flesh and real. they had to go but how. i thought fleetingly until the bread knife crossed my mind. the bread knife was jagged and jumped constantly as i ran it threw her wrists. it was tough to hack threw the bone but i managed. i then took the hands and threw them into her homeffice paper shredder. the bone was too thick for the shredder and the hands got caught with only the tips of the fingers threw. frustrated, now, at the machien i ripped the mangled hands from it and threw them into the kitchen garbage disposal. the blood spurted up like a fountain a little but i turned on the water and washed it away. i then dragged the carcase that was still apart of the main piece into the backyard and undid the garden hose from the wall. i opened the gas tank from the car and stuck one end of the hose in it. i then sucked on the other end of the hose until i could feel the gas pumping it sputtered then flowed out onto the body. i waited until i had covered the entire body when i light the match. leaving the hose in the tank it quickly picked up and exploded the gas tank of the car as well as the rest of the back of the house. i was sitting, covered in tissue and gore waiting for the police to tell them, in full detail what i had done.