Once upon a time, there was a young girl.

Or was it a boy.

Anyways, there was a child.

It liked the rush. 

It liked the sensation.

It liked the thrill.

Once upon a time, there was a special child. 

It was special.

It was sad.

It was mad.

It was calm.

It was special.

Once upon a time, there was a monster.

The monster liked the thrill.

The monster liked to watch.

And hurt.

And kill.