He looked at the other boy who was lying right below him. They were arch-enemies and had chosen to fight to the death on this particular Friday night in the middle of the park, with no one around them. He hesitated a bit as he held the knife out to the other boy's chest. Then he quickly raised the knife into the air and drove it right into the other boy's heart. Blood splattered onto his shirt and face. This resulted in the other boy's quick death. He had finally done what he had been waiting for for 3 years. He had finally killed him. But then he realized that he had committed a murder. He quickly took the dead, cold, stiff body in his arms and threw him into the nearby well which was too deep for anyone to discover anyway so he would go to prison. He also threw the knife into the water and went to the nearest toilet where he washed his hands, his face and his shirt to remove all traces. There weren't any surveillance cameras nearby either so he was safe for now. The other boy had no family who would care about him anyway. He had always been unnoticed at school, even by the teachers. He also found something to clean the grass with just in case.
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The stories might be a bit short because we only had 10-30 minuttes to write our stories. I also translated this with google translate to save time
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Writer's school
General FictionThis is the stories I've written in writers school! There will be the Danish version (original) and the English version (translated)
