It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra.

Bad little monster. When I was little, we lived next to an honest to God psychopath serial killer in training.

She was probably about 11 and I was 5 or so. She killed tons of animals

used to make me watch, did some random things to torture me, etc.

I told my mother some of the stuff she did, but my mom was convinced I was making it up.

Apparently it's difficult to believe some 11 year old is shoving wires down kids throats and drowning puppies, especially since she was female.

Once, she was pulling me along in a little red wagon and just kind of stopped behind a car that was parked on the curb.

I was totally oblivious at the time, but she made sure no one could see us and then waited for

a car to shove me out in front of it.

Luckily, the car wasn't going to fast and stopped before hitting me.

My mother finally believed me when she caught little Miss murderer beating the ever-living

hell out of a toddler one day.

She at the toddler pinned against the wall on the side of the garage where no one would see

and was just choking and punching him.

My mother was sure she would have killed him if she hadn't caught her.

The kid apparently ran off while my mom was chewing the silver

killer's ass out but nothing else came of it. I'm absolutely certain that she's

either dead or has killed someone.

Nightingers.

I went through this around a month or so ago.

My husband and I have designated sleeping positions. He faces away

from me towards the bathroom door and I face away from him towards the window. Essentially, we sleep

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