I have done things that many people think that is wrong. But I had good reasons for them. I killed people, yes. But I did what I felt was right. You can think whatever the hell you want but I am right in my own way.

I still remember my first ever kill. It was when I was 8 years old. I killed a kitten with a rock. Nobody saw it. That day I felt guilt and a feeling I never had before. I killed that Kitten because it scratched me. I was angry and sad. I just killed it without a second thought.call me crazy or something but I did it because it hurt me. I didn't understand the how everything works those days. I was just a little boy. I had to lie about what happened. I told my parents That it got hit by a car. They belived me.

When I was at school drawing on my book , some other kid dragged my book away. He made fun of my arts saying they look like a baby's drawings. I punched him in the face. He fought back and held my arms. I had to bite him because of that. My teeth went through his skin and started to bleed. It was the first time I tasted Blood. I didn't released him until the teachers pulled me away. I ripped off part of his skin. That kid started to cry like a baby. He deserved it. He had it coming. I was punished for what I did. I explained that it was self defence but no one belived me. I was grounded for a month. I stayed inside my room and my parents didn't even talk to me. They fed me vegetables . No meat or fish were in my meals. I hated it. I was so hungry for meat. So I did what I thought that's good. I bit my own skin and tried to eat it.but my parents stopped me and took me to a psychiatrist. Her name was Darcy or something. I never liked her. She looked like a granny who got caught to fire. She was black as a Blackberry. She looked ugly. Must be the ugliest person I have ever seen.

She always asked me the same questions.  Why are you like this ? How am I ? Do you feel Angry ? Bla bla blah. I didn't even talk to her. I just ignored. I was mad with my parents for years. I went back to school and studied well. I really didn't had friends. Maybe because I am better than them. Who cared ?

After I was 19 years old I left my parents. I left the town. I went to different cities to start a new life.I was also out of money. So I started to pickpocket Rich people. I had to do it because I didn't want to die. I felt sorry for them but they must had more money in their bank accounts. I mean , what would have happened if they lost some coins . I found an abandoned theatre at Redhold town. I made it my new home. I only had few chairs and tables. I just took what I needed.

One day a I met a girl who was so hot near the theatre. I went near her and talked to her. She said she want to have some fun. I took her to my home at the theatre and sat down. She started to kiss me and tried to touch my private parts. I tried to stop her but she kept doing it. She even undressed in front of me. I told her to stop. She slapped my face. I felt really angry and I choked her.she started to scream and I have put some cloths to her mouth. In few seconds she stopped moving. I checked her heartbeat but it was too late . She was dead. It was an accident. I didn't want to kill her , I just wanted to stop her from hurting me.

I hid her body on the storage room. I checked her belongings and found out her name is Jenny. She was a bad woman who cheat on guys and steal their money. She was a whore. I remember my parents talking about those kinda women are ruining the world. I felt glad that I saved many by taking one life from a whore. Few days later I fell really hungry at midnight. But I didn't had any food. I felt starved like my stomach was a desert. Then I remembered Jenny's body. I grabbed a piece of glass and cut off Her fingers. Then I lighted some fire and roasted her fingers. Then I had to eat her fingers. I felt bad about eating human flesh but I ate . It was my first time to eat human flesh. It tasted way more crunchy and delicious that other meat. I really enjoyed it. I also drank her blood which was like wine to me. They helped me to live.

After some days I found a Job. Working as a Janitor in a company called Dash cooperation. I was paid 10 Dollars for a week. First thing I did was buy some stuff for my home. I bought a Refrigerator, a Toaster, a bed and some knives. I have cut Jenny's body in to small pieces and store them in the Refrigerator . After some months I bought a Tv. I learned how to cook by watching Tv shows.

I only ate  Jenny's body parts for like two months. I cooked them in many ways to make them delicious. I made a salad from Jenny's intestines and Liver and ate it with her Pancreas that were toasted. Ahh, It's so mouth watering. I still remember the taste. Must be one the best things I have ate those days.

And on another day I made BBQ with her Arms and Legs. I also gave some to a homeless man who walked by. He didn't know it was Human Flesh. I just told him it's Beef. He belived me and ate. I didn't saw him after that day. Wander what happened to him.

I only ate cooked and Raw Human flesh. I liked them more than any other meat. I ran out of meat after some weeks. So I had to find some food. One day when I was walking on an Alleyway a guy grabbed me and tried to take my money. Luckily I always carried a pocket knife. I stabbed him and made him bleed to death. I was so hungry and I have cut deep into his body and took his Heart. Luckily I killed him a bit closer to home. I covered his body and dragged all the way back to home. No one really cared what I was doing and it made everything easy. That day I made meat balls and a blood curry. Then at night I fried the guy's heart and ate it with sause that I made from his Blood .

Luckily the guy who Tried to rob me had his wallet on him. There were like 100 Dollars That must be stolen from other people. I was really lucky. I bought some stuff for my home with those money. I even bought a new Phone. I called my parents after years. They were happy to hear from me. They asked me to visit them or they will visit me. I said I don't really have a house and I'm just staying at an abandoned Theatre. They were kinda worried and sent me some money to buy a small house.

I finally found a small house that was away from the town. I delivered my stuff to my home and lived happily. I also had that previously killed guy's body parts in my refrigerator. So I have spent more time eating him. I also bought more refrigerators and stuff to store meat. I was worried that someday I might run out of meat because I was living away from the town. I couldn't hunt anyone and bring them home . Then I got an idea .

I used Social media to be friends with people. My first friend was a 20 years old girl named Ashley. We became good friends and she even told me about her secrets. She said that she suicidal because her boyfriend left her . She was alone and sad for years. She said I made her feel better . She told me that she wanted to meet me someday. I told her to visit my house for dinner but she didn't like the idea. So we met one day at a cafe. She was really pretty like an angel. I brought her back to home for dinner and promised her to take her back.

We had dinner together.  She didn't know what she was eating were her ex boyfriend. Yes I did hunt him down and cooked him. After dinner she kissed me and tried to go back. But I had to do what I had to. I sliced her Throat and killed her. I felt really sad about her. It was like my mind was being controlled by someone else. Maybe it's my inner animal. I have cut Ashley's body parts and store them in a fridge.

Her friends messaged me asking if I have seen her and she was missing for weeks. Even cops came to question me about it. I told them that she left the house after having dinner and haven't heard from her since. They belived me. Luckily they didn't look inside my fridges.

I know what you think. I am a monster who eats people. But hear me out . It's just about survival. Even other Animals ate their own to survive. Even I had to kill my parents because they found out I fed them human meat. I was really messed up. But in the end it doesn't even matters.

I found a better Job as a Butcher in a butcher shop. I only had to butcher those animals. It was too easy because I got the skills for it. I was well paid. I also brought some meat from the shop to cook as like a dessert. But nothing matches the taste of human Flesh.

I made a new friend named Bob . Who was a nigger. I hated black people but wanted to taste their flesh. I lured him to my house and cut him to pieces.  I made sausages with his meat. More like Black sausages or Nigger Sausages. They were tasty and strong. I ate them while drinking vodka. I saved some parts for later use. Also Bob's parents asked me if I seen him and I told them he said that he wanted to leave somewhere far. They didn't belived it and kept questioning me . So I killed them both and ate their Kidneys.

Next day I realized What I was doing was wrong. I wanted to stop it but my stomach wanted more and more. I was out of control. I understood that I can't go back. It was meant to be.

The only thing I loved about this world his human flesh. They are tasty, Delicious.  I wanted more and more. I monthly killed one person and ate them. I became so fat that I became slow. That's how a girl named Nina escaped from me. She brought the police and investigated my house. They found my food and arrested me. I was blamed by everyone. They sentenced me to death.

So hear I am. Confessing myself to whoever you are. I am not a monster. I am just an animal who wanted to survive. Others said that I am mentally ill but I don't belive that. I killed so many. But I don't regret from it. I am what I am.
Hell will be waiting for me and I will welcome it with open hands. Nothing really matters to me.

My Name is Ian Beckham.
Also known as The Cannibal Killer.