Fantasies of Homicide

 In my mind I have imagined it a million times, there are so many ways to go about murdering someone that it becomes very hard to choose just one and alas you can only kill one person the once. Unless of course you revive them, but there will be no revival here.

I’ve thought of suffocation with a pillow, but that would be over too quickly and I want my victim to suffer.
Victim, funny word, I have been the living victim all my life and now I turn the table and crush his bones to dust. First I think a paralysing drug, making him immobile but conscious of every little thing. I will leave him like that for days, rotting in his filth while I force feed him disgusting foods from dirty dishes. I will also have head phones on him playing lady gaga at full volume on repeat. After that the real torture would begin.

I will surround him with mirrors and sew his eyelids open, can’t have him missing the show now can I?
Fingernails first I think, they pull out so easily and cause excruciating pain. I will pull out all his hair, one piece at a time. I will cut of sections of skin, not digging my blade in deep enough to hurt, but just enough to get the skin and make him feel it. I will break all his fingers and toes with a claw hammer. I will put his hands and feet in buckets of bleach until they are almost only bone, then I will cut off his fingers and toes. I will also have a recording of his voice playing in the background so he can feel belittled by himself. I would try to prolong his life as much as possible so that he could be tortured for longer, he should endure as much pain as possible before he dies.
And then… 
Who am I kidding, when I kill him I will be in a rage of power and excitement, I’ll probably cut the bastards head off immediately and regret my impatience later.