Stories From A Daft

 Aaron had spent hours in front of his laptop. The screen showed another article about Star-Killer and his evil deeds. This one was trying to show that he was not a criminal at all, but actually a good guy, because every person he killed supposedly had a dark past. The first man had worked at a power plant that released toxic waste into the environment. Another victim, a security guard, was later found guilty of stealing instead of protecting the property he was assigned to guard. A woman Star-Killer had murdered was exposed for a long history of animal cruelty. None of it had any proof, and the accused couldn't defend themselves from the grave. Aaron rolled his eyes at the article. People and their obsession with making criminals look innocent was something that always icked him. He looked at the paper star again.  "Of all the people on earth, you had to choose me? I was having a good life here without any issues. I am not gonna try to find you. I know you serial killers get ...

"A murder happened today on 15 street! The killer left the body in the river!" - 14 March "A dead body found outside the morgue with a star saying 'I saved you some time by bringing it here'!" - 17 March "A man was found hanged. Officials considered it a suicide but it appears to be a murder!" - 20 March ... "The Star-Killer strikes again! 8th murder in a month!" -29 March .... "The Star-Killer extinguished his last victim and left a star saying: 'I am done'!" - 4 April ..........

Billy was good at hiding things, but his hunchback was rather prominent. His parents noticed it and had a talk with him. He tried to avoid the conversation and leave, but his father stopped him and told him that if he was gonna leave now without a solution then he was a coward. Billy felt terrible that he was disappointing his father and told everything to him. How everywhere he went his fears followed him, how he had been covering the stench and how he felt a weight on his back. His father assured Billy that he would be alright and soon took him to a therapist. The therapist was the country's best one, you can't go to a local one when your son's health seems to be falling apart and especially when your family is more important than everything else that you own. The therapist took good care of Billy. He gently told Billy to do little tasks to remove his fears. At first, he was hesitant, but constant assurance and gentleness got him to do them little by little. Tasks include...