What did he mean about locking the door? Well, I know that the main thing to me at that moment was the fact that Dave seemed cool with Brandon and me....I knew that my roommates were very cool guys. In the past couple of months we had shared a lot of stories, many of which included the typical sexual exploits that most teens boast and brag about. I also knew that 50% of what they told me were lies and the other 50% never happened. Of course, that is with most 16/17 year olds — all talk, little. Darlene holds my hand the entire time we're in the airport. We look more like boyfriend and girlfriend than we do cousins. We drop our bags off at the ticket counter, confirm our seating assignments, then are pointed in the direction of the gate where our plane is waiting. It is a small charter plane; Uncle Victor tells me that the plane holds eighty people, but that there are only about sixty-five people on this flight, not including the crew. We enter the plane, and a very hot-looking. Ive experimented over the years on different ways to kill cunts. I really like strangling them and my hands are big now, big enough to squeeze hard enough to do it. I get a lot of satisfaction out of that, its a very up close and personal way to kill someone. I also like cutting them with my little collections of knives, very sharp knives. Its enjoyable to fuck them and then cut them all over, nice neat long lines. Seeing the blood starting to flow along those lines is especially pleasurable,. I had even been moved to a different section of the centre to fit all the new people in.One morning I woke up to find a letter under my door. It asked me to come to a certain room in the facility by 1pm.I almost decided not to go but I realised they might let me out before a year if I was good. I grudgingly left my room and walked aimlessly around trying to find the room. The centre was like a fucking maze, each floor and corridor the same. Often some doors didn't even have any markings on the.