The play

I smiled, I brought them in, I played the game of cat and mouse only expect this was a game that involved instead life and death. I stood admits all the other fakers waiting for my next prey, my victim. Mama always told me that"Violent delights have violent ends" but my mama did not know the feeling. The surge of blood and excitement, the power, the wealth of strength. I played not to kill but to be delighted. I lived on the edge not afraid of this violent end. I may be called sadistic but what that the kids all say today?Y.O.L.O? Yes indeed you only live once.