Document: Grace Budd

I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked up

When we got there, I told her to remain outside, pick wild flowers

I went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off

I knew if I did not, I would get her blood on them

When all was ready, I went to the window and called her

Then I hid in the closet until she was in the room

She saw me all naked and began to cry and tried to run downstairs

I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama

First, I stripped her naked

How she did kick, bite, and scratch

I choked her to death

Then cut her into small pieces so I could take my meat to my room, cook and eat it

How sweet and tender, her ass was roasted in the oven

It took me nine days to eat her entire body

I did not fuck her

Though I could have as I wished

She died a virgin