“Jordan Brown, aged 11 Jordan Brown was only 11 years old when he fatally shot his father’s fiancee in Pennsylvania on the 20th February 2009. The victim, Kenzie Marie Houk was eight months pregnant and sleeping in bed, when Jordan shot her in the back of the head, before heading off to school for the day.  Both Kenzie and her unborn child were killed. Jordan Brown was charged as an adult and was given life in prison without the possibility of parole.  The parents of Kenzie Marie Houk are outraged that Jordan has seemingly ‘thrived’ in prison with him studying and learning a trade at the taxpayer’s expense, whilst she remains to raise Kenzie’s two remaining older children without financial assistance. There was a public outcry at the fact a child was charged as an adult, and Jordan remaining in Juvenile Detention. When Jordan turned 18 years old, he was released. He remains free to this day. “
credits:totheinternet

Small but terrible they say, children ah what a cute little creature, perfectly harmless and what? adorable? easy to overpower? Jordan Brown is just one of many children who kills adult or anyone for a reason or sometimes just for fun, kids don’t know the right and wrong, you say.

Who would actually thought that a little creature can cause a big problem? no one right? that’s why its more easier to train them and let them do the killings for you to fulfill your satisfaction,cause why not? they are kids and kids are you know, kids.

everyone is a monster, sometimes they’re just sleeping in there, inside your head, waiting for the right time, maybe you can hear him, whispering and telling you to do bad things.

 

 

 

 

Melanie Martinez
Martinez in April 2016
Born	Melanie Adele Martinez April 28, 1995 (age 23) Astoria, Queens, New York, U.S.
Residence	Los Angeles, California
Occupation	Singer songwriter music video director photographer
Years active	2012–present
Home town	Baldwin, Long Island, New York, U.S.
Musical career
Genres	Art pop[1] indie pop R&B[2] electropop[3] hip hop[4] dark pop[5]
Instruments	Vocals guitar piano
Labels	Atlantic
Associated acts	Kinetics & One Love Adam Levine
Website	melaniemartinezmusic.com
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Everybody loves this twisted and insane artist, her dark world and dark songs is our light, colorful hairdo, doll like dresses and creepy but amazing make up represents happiness for us, she writes song about dying and how being insane is the best thing in the world.

how the loner and weird people being treated badly by the norms, the twisted side of her is what we love the most, she’s not afraid to show who she is.

There are many horrid and terrible things that a people can do, but fish seems to take it beyond our expectation.

Fish used to be a married man before he realize that he’s gay and love kids, to raped them and eat them of course.

fish have a fetish for the weaklings, the helpless one, handicaps and children, he loves abusing them and overpowering them.

Fish had a rough childhood, since his family is fucked up the world fucked him up too,getting beaten by the other kids.

Fish love agony, he is obsessed in the idea of getting hurt, he is a masochist a sadistic masochist.

he loves to paddle his self using a nail paddle, whip his own body and putting 29 long needles in his private part.

Fish also have children but he doesn’t harm them.

Fish first boyfriend is a retarded handicap man, their beautiful love story turns into a tragic and bloody one, Fish end up killing him too and left him in a public place.

 

Hamilton Howard Fish or also known as Albert Fish is a american child rapist and cannibal, he is also known as The Boogey Man, The Gray Man, Werewolf of wysteria,  The Moon maniac and The Brooklyn Vampire.

Fish came from the family of psychopaths and insane people so its not a total shocker when he turns into one of them, but the crime and deaths that Fish commits are totally inhumane and Unbelievable.

He said that he already have a hundred victims, from different kind  of states, the authority cant determine if its the death Fish is talking about or rape case.

Fish kidnapped children, raped them, cooked them then eat them, his favorite part of the body is the butt part,because its juicy and tender according to him, he love to baked them then eat them.

Its been a very long journey before Fish was finally caught and put a end to his demonic doing.

Many children lose their childhood life because of him.

My dear Mrs Budd,

In 1894 a friend of mine shipped as a deck hand on the steamer Tacoma, Capt John Davis. They sailed from San Francisco to Hong Kong China. On arriving there he and two others went ashore and got drunk. When they returned the boat was gone. At that time there was a famine in China. Meat of any kind was from $1 to 3 Dollars a pound. So great was the suffering among the very poor that all children under 12 were sold to the Butchers to be cut up and sold for food in order to keep others from starving. A boy or girl under 14 was not safe in the street. You could go in any shop and ask for steak – chops – or stew meat. Part of the naked body of a boy or girl would be brought out and just what you wanted cut from it. A boy or girls behind which is the sweetest part of the body and sold as veal cutlet brought the highest price. John staid there so long he acquired a taste for human flesh. On his return to N.Y. he stole two boys one 7 one 11. Took them to his home stripped them naked tied them in a closet then burned everything they had on. Several times every day and night he spanked them – tortured them – to make their meat good and tender. First he killed the 11 yr old boy, because he had the fattest ass and of course the most meat on it. Every part of his body was cooked and eaten except Head – bones and guts. He was roasted in the oven, (all of his ass) boiled, broiled, fried, stewed. The little boy was next, went the same way. At that time I was living at 409 E 100 St, rear – right side. He told me so often how good human flesh was I made up my mind to taste it. On Sunday June the 3 – 1928 I called on you at 406 W 15 St. Brought you pot cheese – strawberries. We had lunch. Grace sat in my lap and kissed me. I made up my mind to eat her, on the pretense of taking her to a party. You said Yes she could go. I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked out. When we got there, I told her to remain outside. She picked wild flowers. I went upstairs and stripped all my clothes off. I knew if I did not I would get her blood on them. When all was ready I went to the window and called her. Then I hid in a closet until she was in the room. When she saw me all naked she began to cry and tried to run down stairs. I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama. First I stripped her naked. How she did kick – bite and scratch. I choked her to death then cut her in small pieces so I could take my meat to my rooms, cook and eat it. How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven. It took me 9 days to eat her entire body. I did not fuck her, though, I could of [sic] had I wished. She died a virgin.

 

this is the letter that Fish sent to grace budd’s mother after he killed her and ate her.

grace budd is his last victim beforehe was caught and executed.

 

 

I smile during the day, laugh my life away

Throwing jokes to show I’m okay, finding a reason to stay

“You are happy and carefree”, if you just really see

The lies i cover up, the sadness that i tried to stop

Tears that i drop, my happy bubbles that they pop

I’m tired of being sad, I’m tired of being numb

I just want to get mad but i know i’ll end up looking dumb

Everything is so gloomy, i just want to be happy

I want to be free from this sadness inside of me

I’m sick of grieving, I’m tired of crying

Why do i keep smiling when deep inside i’m bleeding

I’m searching for help because i’m losing myself

I don’t want this sadness to consume me

And change who i’m supposed to be

I want my black and white world, to turn into something gold

I want my old self back, i don’t want this heart that is made of rock

Sadness, sadness please go away, i just really want to play

The voices in my head, they wont let me go to bed

They wont let me take a rest, they want me to make a mess

I try to ignore them, but they’re getting into my system

The voices starts to get louder, They want me to be a killer

Blood that’s what they tell me, Blood it is that I want to see

Screaming in pain, pleasure is what I gain

The voices in my head is not trying to win, cause I’m already twisted from the beginning

I may be look quiet and shy, or joyful and cheerful

But I’m telling you to be more careful

Because I can slit your throat then act cool

They tell me that I’m crazy, that I am sick

They call me freak because I don’t speak

But trust me you don’t want to see, the dark side laying here deep inside of me

I am twisted and i know that, i am calm like a sea but I’m sure you don’t want to see my wrath.

 

Everything is slowly dying, the colors are slowly fading

Please smile for me darling before I stop breathing

I’m losing my sight, I’m losing this fight

I can’t feel myself, I need your help

I am empty once again, I feel nothing but pain

Hoping sadness will be washed away by rain

Happiness is what I want to regain

I want to scream, I want to wake up from this bad dream

I want to shout, I want this monster out

Slowly losing my scars, please put the blades behind the bars

I’m tired of hurting myself, I’m sick of staying in this depth

Dying is all I can think of, cutting, the idea I can’t shove off

It feels like I’m drowning, no one can hear me, I’m screaming

Stuck in this hell hole, I want back my old soul

I’m so sick of this game called pretending,because deep inside I’m dying

But all I can do is to smile, even though in my tongue it is a bile

All I can do is to laugh, even though i can’t get out in this devil’s trap

All I can do is to say “I’m fine”, “I’m okay” and “i’m alright”

Even though I can’t see any light.

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton