My Biggest Secretion

I have killed an innumerable amount of people; and not a single one was older than a year in age. In fact, you could say I am a baby killer, but I will never feel the slightest bit of guilt. Nevertheless, I have kept this knowledge locked away in the back of my mind as it is merely more insignificant data-to be honest I have lost count of all those who have perished by my cold, pale hands. Such information cannot be processed properly by most human beings, especially those of faith. My actions are severely frowned upon by many of the "good" books, but not even God can make me regret or even stop this merciless behavior. When the moon relieves the sun, I can be found strangling the life straight from the flesh of man.

Disposing of their bodies can be a messy event, but if the tiny remains are wrapped thoroughly all one has to do is simply toss them in the garbage. The hydraulic mechanism of the garbage truck will crush them to an unrecognizable state, and after thousands of disposals I have yet to be caught. The thought of being discovered is a horrible thing to imagine. Even though I am not alone in my actions I will be exposed as the crestfallen person that I am; that we all are, and the embarrassment would be too much to bear. "Baby Killer! Baby Killer!" I can hear it now. They won't understand, no one will; except those who enjoy rubbing out the lives of infants.