Im in for credit card fraud, and 3 counts of first degree murder. It all started about three years ago. I was hired to work at a small call center in Utah. Seems like it was a pretty good job at first. What my job consisted of was answering telephone calls for companies all over the world. Mostly United states based companies but some were foreign companies ranging from Australia to Europe I mean all over.

First few months went really well. I had a few callers each week that just really got on my nerves. I handled it well though. I maintained my cool and just handled the calls in a fairly calm manner. Basically what I had to do was answer the call and get the callers information and do what each account asks you to do. We would get names, numbers, e-mails, the address where they lived, credit card numbers, pretty much any information we needed to help them on that specific call.

So one day, I was having a bit of a bad day that day. Things were tough outside of work. I didn't like one of the new employees and her and I had gotten into an argument that day so I was a bit on edge. My very first call of the day was on one of our newest accounts. The caller was yelling at me, degrading me and I thought I handled it okay but then she started to verbally attack the person I was for answering for that company. Something just clicked inside me and I couldn't turn back. I wrote down her name, her number, her address and her credit card number. About ten minutes before my shift ended that day I got on to the internet and I booked a flight using her credit card number. I booked a flight to JFK airport in New York. Right before I left I folded up the piece of paper, went to the gas station, filled the car with gas and drove to the airport. I got on the airplane and I remained calm for the most part. We landed and it was raining so I quickly flagged down a cab and the address I give to the cab driver is of the lady who pissed me off on that call that day. So we are outside her apartment in Manhattan. I don't really remember why I was there and then I started to replay the days events in my head and all of a sudden I remembered why I was there. I quickly paid the cab driver and got out. Next thing I knew I was at her door. I had to bribe the doorman to let me in to the apartment. I knocked on the door (hoping that she was there). A young lady answered the door. She looked about twenty eight years old. I asked her what her name was and she answered yes that is me. I looked up at her and said silly girl and walked into her apartment. I go into her kitchen and I see a box cutter on her counter. I thought to myself how ironic. I grab the box cutter and I explain to her why I was there. She is in complete shock. I tell her how to properly treat people on the phones when she is giving out so much information. After I tell her all of that I use the box cutter and slice her from head to toe. I got such a rush out of it. It was very bad, I knew this. I knew what I was doing was so wrong but I couldn't help it.

I flew back home (obviously I booked a round trip ticket). I didn't even think about what I had done again. It was about a week later and I had another bad day. Seems as if when I am having a bad day this kind of stuff happens. My very first phone call that day at work same thing happened. It was a guy this time. I flew to San Diego International on his dime. For some reason I have been lucky each time. I was able to use my street smarts to get past anyone who would stop me from getting to the person I was there to kill. In order to get into this guys apartment I knew I would have to do something to get him to open his door so I played it off like I was someone who was locked out and needed to use his phone. This guy was just an evil person on the phone but nice in person. It didn't stop me though. I went through my speech on how I knew who he was and explained how to treat someone on the phones. I knew it would be hard to get to him so I just used the nearest knife. I sliced his artery on his neck. That pretty much made him very weak. I continued to stab at him. I always brought with me a change of clothes. I changed my clothes, got on the flight to go home and went about my business.

So this continued for quite some time. By the time I was caught I had gotten away with killing over 30 people. I got their information from all the different accounts we answer for. I didn't think that I would ever get caught but I was caught but I was. The way I was caught was cause of the stupid mistake of using their credit cards to pay for everything. Somehow they were able to link everyone back to the state of Utah through credit card statements. They could only charge me with a couple of the murders because they had no proof that I am the one who killed each person. So now you all know, the quiet person that goes by the name of trubrit720 is the one who committed all those murders. There may be more than I have written here but I will never say. I guess you will just have to keep guessing Just remember, be careful how ya treat people on the phone because ya never know the people you entrust your personal information to

you people hav a violent imagination full of gore. i kno not to even kall U on da fone. LoL

Originally posted by jshank718

very gud story. anotha psycho serial killa and anotha pseron visits New York

you people hav a violent imagination full of gore. i kno not to even kall U on da fone. LoL

You're lucky I don't have a phone. I'd be your stalker

Originally posted by 31642013

Originally posted by jshank718

very gud story. anotha psycho serial killa and anotha pseron visits New York

you people hav a violent imagination full of gore. i kno not to even kall U on da fone. LoL

You're lucky I don't have a phone. I'd be your stalker

it wouldnt B stalkin kuz i wudnt mind

and Bsides, you'll B in my 5 faves so U wont B wastinmy minues

Originally posted by jshank718

Originally posted by 31642013

Originally posted by jshank718

very gud story. anotha psycho serial killa and anotha pseron visits New York

you people hav a violent imagination full of gore. i kno not to even kall U on da fone. LoL

You're lucky I don't have a phone. I'd be your stalker

it wouldnt B stalkin kuz i wudnt mind

and Bsides, you'll B in my 5 faves so U wont B wastinmy minues

Ohhh, if you saw her pic, you'd mind.