Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER
DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER
DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER
Ebook28 pages14 minutes

DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars

()

Read preview

About this ebook

A literary masterpiece combining dark humor and satire with malignant horror.

"I appear innocent but you can call me a child of the CORN. When I was an adolescent, my career as a killer started with me killing my POPS. I did not regret leaving his body SHREDDED in the corn field amongst the GRAINS OF WHEAT."
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateNov 17, 2023
ISBN9781304998880
DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER

Read more from K. Wisendanger

Related to DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER

Related ebooks

Mystery For You

View More

Related articles

Reviews for DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER

Rating: 0 out of 5 stars
0 ratings

0 ratings0 reviews

What did you think?

Tap to rate

Review must be at least 10 words

    Book preview

    DIARY Of A CEREAL KILLER - K. Wisendanger

    DIARY

    Of A

    CEREAL

    KILLER

    Diary Of A Cereal Killer

    ©2024 K. Wisendanger. All rights reserved

    ISBN: 978-1-304-998-880

    Table of Contents

    Entry 1

    Entry 2

    Entry 3

    Entry 4

    Entry 5

    Entry 6

    Entry 7

    Entry 8

    Entry 9

    Entry 10

    Entry 11

    Entry 12

    Entry 13

    Entry 14

    Entry 1

    Numbers, Numbers, Numbers...

    I have a wicked desire, as I awakened from my slumber with premeditated plots to express my mayhem. I possess an incredible hunger; my distasteful desire must be relieved. For one of these tasks, it requires a transparent tool like a mirror, which I need for one of my goals to be achieved.

    I hate holes...Oops! I meant Ho’s.

    Oops! I meant to say Cheerios.

    I can feel chills up my spine as I begin to imagine these adulterous scenarios. People think their actions are not going to catch up with them.

    On a fall afternoon, the temperature was mild, the air dry, and the mist limited my visibility.

    I waited and as the day progresses it becomes sunny. I greatly anticipated this moment of revenge against my neighbor for sleeping with my honey.

    As I entered the neighbor’s yard, the sound of stepping on leaves

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1