His dark side

Prologue***

Author's note: Please don't judge me based on this story.

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After dropping his school bag in the living room, the excited boy walks to the corner of the room and gently opens the door to the cage where one of his many hamsters resided. Scooping a 2 pound grey, furry creature in his rough, large hands, he softly strokes its back, making it shiver and curl into a ball as if in protection.

A thin amused smile flickers across that pale, devilish countenance as he makes his way to the kitchen just across the room. Still gripping on to the animal, he grabs a china plate, a sharp knife from the closet, and an apple from the refrigerator.

Walking back to the living room, the young man sets down the utensils and bites onto the red surface of the apple making sweet juices explode into his mouth. Munching on to the bit, he tosses the remaining apple into the hamster cage where the rodents eagerly attack on it, as if they hadn't eaten for months.

Sighing, the lad sets the hamster which still had its body curled up onto the china plate and forcefully straightens him. Using his forefinger and thumb, he squishes the creature's soft neck, making his grasp tighter by the second. A stifled cry crosses the animal's mouth, fear radiating from those small beady eyes, its life being slowly and torturously sucked out of its body.

However, before the small creature could die, the boy loosens his hold and digs outs it's left eye with the knife. A perfect round ball rolls onto the carpet floor. Warm blood gushes from a hollow space where once, the hamster's ball of vision used to be.

He intently observes the animal struggle in pain. Neither the disturbing sight nor the creature's agonizing voice brought a hint of pity or disgust to the boy's face for the inhumane act he had just committed.

After one minute, silence fills the room making him let out an exasperated sigh. Picking the dead creature by its hind legs, he makes his way to the toilet and flushes it mumbling, "another failed experiment..."

In a sulky mood, the boy saunters to his bedroom and shuts off the lights. Feeling his way to the bed, he removes his eye patch, placing it on the bed side, and goes to sleep.