He was a good baby when he was born.

He never cried, slept through the night.

Around two years old, I bought him a goldfish

He loved that goldfish, he named it as well!

One day, I wake up and he’s by the kitchen counter, with a knife in his hand.

He had chopped the goldfish in three pieces.

Oh my dear, what did you do, my son?

He starts to laugh!!!

We also have a little dog ,we call him Rusty.

Rusty was a good dog, people would say he’s so kind of gentle

One night, while I was sleeping, I smelled gas.

I quickly rose from my bed, to look in the kitchen. He had climbed out of his crib and turned the gas jets on. Although,I still smelled something funky coming from the kitchen. It’s 2 AM and the kitchen really reeked of an odor!

It was an odor I could not distinguish.

I’m looking around the kitchen, trying to find the smell and where it’s coming from. I turned towards the microwave and I screamed and screamed. The whole neighborhood must have heard my screams.My son had put the little puppy in the microwave,and turned the microwave on.

My poor puppy had died. Actually,burnt to a crisp.My son was sleeping in his crib.I knew it was him for sure!When he woke up in the morning, I asked him about the puppy and the microwave. Did you do it, my son? Did you put our little puppy Rusty in the microwave?

He just started to laugh!!!!

When he was about 10 years old, it had finally stopped. He was doing great in school. The teacher said he was doing much better. I was so happy that he was a normal kid again. Trying to convince myself that it was just a phase.He is 14 years old now and doing well.

In junior high school, I get a phone call from the principal to come in right away. He was bullying one of the kids in the class. They got into a scuffle and my son bit a piece of the other boys earlobe off. The teacher who expelled him said I should see a therapist. She said my son definitely has a problem. Why did you buy that child’s earlobe off? He looked at me with the devil in his eyes, all he did was laugh.

He is now seeing a therapist twice a week, but I do not see a difference. I even took him to a priest to have a blessing.I felt that this child was evil, or mentally unstable.

Today, I am in the kitchen again, I hear crying coming from my daughter’s room. I ran to her room. My daughter is 2 years old and was napping in her crib. I see my son trying to smother her with his pillow. I screamed, stop it my son. Why did you do this to your sister?

Again, he just laughed!

I punished him. Stay in your room for the rest of the day. He remained in his room quietly.

Dinner time I brought in a plate of food. I was shocked with what I saw! He smeared his own feces all over the walls in his room.

Screaming I asked him why he tried to to smother his sister? He just laughed again.

I am losing my mind. I’m trying therapists, medication, even a priest.

I realized no matter what I tried to do to help my son, it did not work. In my heart, I love him death, although I feel he is Satan‘s child. He is pure evil. I am actually afraid of him! He’s capable of anything. He might set the house on fire and laugh about it.

His therapist recommends putting him away for awhile. With proper care and medication, they can rehabilitate him. I want him to live a normal life as a child and as an adult.

It broke my heart, but I had to send him for help. He is away right now seeking treatment and intensive therapy. I asked him if he wanted to go for help?

HE JUST LAUGHED!!!!