Psychotic but Hilariously True:

My teacher asked me a question in our meeting today. He asked me why I liked to write fiction. I thought about it for a second and then fired off, “‘Cause it’s the only place where I can kill all you miserable little people and get away with it…” He looked at me for a second in utter terror, and then clasped me upon the back, laughing it away. Laughing heartily beside him, I picked up his scissors and stabbed him in the eye.
Okay, okay, okay, so maybe I made up the last part, but the thought had occurred to me. It would be ironic, yes? Okay, okay, so I really didn’t think about it. But I did say what I said. You believe me right?