28th November, 1988.
Dear diary,
I didn't kill today. And this is the reason I had been cranky all day. I was rude and harsh-spoken with my patients, and I even didn't eat anything at the hospital. I am starting to worry that murdering is slowly becoming my need... my reason of living... And I have to do something about it.
Killing innocent people isn't right in the slightest. It isn't. Then why do I keep murdering people? And if I don't, which was today, I have this edge over my attitude and my behaviour is quite harsh.
What's wrong with me? Possibly I have to do something to stop myself before I commit so many murders that I go to jail. So far I have only killed four people.
I am planning to kill more, because, as I stated, I cannot do anything about it.
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