"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" I laugh maniacally while holding on this bloodstained knife.
I laugh, I cry, I laugh, I cry, I laugh, I cry........ and then i keep silent while watching this corpse who was a kind young man that sheltering me from the rain a few hours ago.
"JUST CATCH ME ALREADY YOU DAMN USELESS COPS!!!"
I really wish i could shout that sentence with my lung, but I could only shout it in my head instead.
I've lost count of how many people that make by far. I can't even recall who's my first victim was. All I remember is I have to do this or else I would be the one who died instead.
A laughter tribe supposed to be the most friendly bunch, we're taught since little on how to spread happiness and bring smiles to people's faces. But all I felt is just disgusting feeling in my gut for spreading my fake laugh to others.
I kept putting on facade ever since I gain sentience, forcing my face to laugh even though i got this indescribable feeling of hollow in my chest.
I thought I would be dead, until one day I killed this cockroach due to my anger. but ridiculously, the pain in my chest is somewhat subsided.
Things gotten escalated bit by bit ever since then, some bugs didn't enough to ease me anymore, I starting to kill a stray mammal until eventually i came to killing people.
I don't know how long has it been, I don't even know what are those people saying about me since i never read the news at all.
whenever I saw the corpse of my victim is the only time i can laugh heartily without any lies, i use deception to everyone I met, putting a facade for my entire life makes me susceptible to people wariness. to which I always able to perform the usual thing without ever getting caught even once.
i wipe the blood on my knife, then proceed to walking out from this place. The sadness is gone for now, though I'm not sure for how long before it will come back again.
I really wish that one day, someone is able to outsmart me and put an end to this misery of mine.
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