Chapter 1 : Birth Of The Cruel
It all starts on a cold night, it's December 6th and serial killer Corey Taylor is born. Approximately 6:36 am. His father was a drunk and his mom would get high off of marijuana. Corey didn't have the perfect life. There were times where he had gotten bullied for having a long neck. Corey was often a shy kid but loved communicating with his peers. We skip ahead a few years. Corey is inside his bedroom playing Metallica while he smokes a joint eating fried chicken. His mom walks in the room "Corey what the fuck did I tell you about leaving the dishes in the fucking sink" she said. "Ugh I didn't even do that it must've been dad drunk ass again " he said. "Don't fucking lie to me Corey and turn down that fuckin bull crap I don't wanna hear that shit" she said. "Mom get the fuck out of my room" he yells. "What the fuck did you just say Corey " she said. "I said get the fuck out" Corey attempts to push his mom out. She starts to hit him. "Who the fuck are you talking to like that, I'll beat your ass so hard you'll end up having crutches in your sleep" she said. Corey screams in her face. "I fuckin hate you I wish you was dead you stupid fucking cunt". "Oh yea go tell that to your fag** ass father you look just like him" she said. "Fuck you and fuck him how about you suck my dick you fuckin bitch" Corey said. "Oh yea suck ya what suck ya what mother fucker" Corey's mom pulls him by the ear and hits him with a belt. "Go ahead say it again I dare you " she said. Corey screams and cries in pain. "Go to fuckin hell I wish I wasn't born" said Corey. "Good you stupid fuck I wish your father didn't put it inside me you fuckin low life maggot" she said. She then slams his door closed . Corey sits in the corner balled up crying while Metallica still plays. He sits there for about 5 minutes. He gets up and gets dressed. Corey then heads downstairs with his backpack and hoodie on. "Where the fuck you think you're going? And i said to turn that fuckin music off" said Corey's mom. "Bitch shut the fuck up I'll go wherever I want" said Corey. Corey walks out the door. "Corey you better get your ass back here right now" she said. "Or what bitch huh what the fuck are you gonna do? Go fuckin text your little boyfriend you stupid bitch" said Corey. "If you go outside you're not coming back here" she said. "Good bitch good all you fuckin do is nothing you don't even give a shit about me bitch . I hope dad comes back and beats your ass while he's drunk" Corey said. "Oh yeah cause you was sucking his c**** last night right I hope he made you swallowed you fuckin deadbeat cock sucker" she said. Corey walks over and gets in his mother's face. "What the fuck did you just say bitch" said Corey. "Go fuck yourself daddy's boy" she said. Corey then punches his mother in her mouth. "That's why I'm never coming back again so you can just go to hell" said Corey as he walks off. "This isn't over you fuckin maggot" his mom yelled. Corey then talks a walk outside. It's cold and it's 2am. He stops at a bus stop and starts crying. "I fuckin hate my life I just wanna d**."