Crazyness

The year is 3000, and there is no government, but a communist bonding of all people. Everyone works, everyone shares, and everyone fucks each other. The meaning of freedom has reached its limit where people can steal, fight, kill, and eat each other. I’m sick of people having a good time, when I’m the only one working my ass off providing people with my food, my shelter, and my fucking energy in cleaning the dishes, the house, and all the fucking mess They leave behind. Yes. They, the people who come to my house for food, and to play around. I can’t take this anymore. Everyone loves to wake up in the morning from a deep sleep; to go outside and breathe the fresh morning dew, but not me. I can’t stand waking up. Waking up for me is preparing food for other people, cleaning up their mess, and harvesting my one acre garden. Not once have I heard the words ‘thank you’ in my life.
I quit. I quit my position in life, and I’m about to take my life to another world. Maybe I will waste my life some other day, but right now, I feel like giving everyone hell. I’ve always wanted excitement in my life. This is going to become one crazy ride.

It is 7 pm, the time people come to have dinner. It is the same people; Jake, Bill, Lisa, Sham, Joral, Shalie, Sigae, and Hilary. I haven’t seen anyone fraternize as much as they did.
Jake barges in my house and says, “Oh my God, Tom, where’s the fuckin’ food. I’m starving.”
I didn’t say anything. I got the food out, and the rest of the people came in. They laughed, talked, and told their stories. When they finished, they went in my living room and slept.
It became 11 pm, and I couldn’t sleep. I started to feel excited. I wanted to do something to make my self feel better.
I stood near the living room, and saw Hilary sleeping. She was attractive, with large breasts, and beautiful blond hair. I slowly crept beside her, and carried her to my room. I took off her pants and her panties, and started to lick her vagina. I then started to fuck her, and Yes, it felt good. She woke up, and before she could scream, I clasped my hands on her mouth and kept fucking her. I saw the blood coming out of her, and saw her eyes turn red. She was dead. I cleaned her blood, carried her outside to my garden and buried her.
It was the next day. Work, clean, eat, work, clean, eat, cry, work, and then 11 pm. Everyone was asleep, except for Hilary. My home contained no good memories, so I didn’t want it. I was going to burn it down, but I decided to do something better.
I stripped the sleeping ass holes bare, and tied their hands behind their backs and tied their feet together so they couldn’t run. I leaned them all against the wall and turned on my stereo waking everyone up. They went crazy, and one even cried. At first they thought it was a dream, then a joke.
“Ha ha, funny Tom. Hey guys, Tom finally decided to open up to us,” said Jake.
Like I was trying to be funny. With a knife in my hand, I walked up to Jake and slit his stomach. His intestines started to fall out and he screamed his eyes out, dieing slowly. Everyone started to lose it, and one by one, I tortured them.
Bill was the first to talk. “Tom, please!” Bill crying, “Why are you doing this?”
I went over to him, grabbed his penis, and sliced it off. I made him eat it. I told him that if he didn’t eat it, I would rape his daughter. His daughter was Shalie and was 14 years old.
Bill ate it, and I laughed. I felt like a king! I had the world in my hand. I then went over to Shalie, and pissed on her face. Bill started to yell at me, cursed, and told me he would do anything if I would stop. No, I didn’t stop. I got near Shalie and started to touch her petite breasts. She was crying, and Bill was flipping out. I then licked them, and sucked on them until they bled. I then licked her vagina, where she couldn’t fight back the pleasure. She came, and I gave it to her fast and hard, and then she died. I was disappointed. Bill died of a heart attack before he got to see me fuck her.
It felt great, and I was having fun. I saw Lisa inching away. I grabbed her and she screamed. I then anal raped her, where she was in vital pain. I went over to Joral, gouged his eyes out, and stuffed them in Sham’s mouth, forcing him to swallow Joral’s eyes. I then slit all the survivors throats. I was having too much fun. I had too much fun.

As the writer and narrator of this story, I just want to say that it really isn’t the year 3000, and society isn’t in a communist state. The truth is, it’s a true story.