Piece

Stolen

I saw that kid again, he had followed me, and he told me to go with him. As he wanted to see me, and he pushed me forward from behind of me. And as I looked at him .. he grabbed my hand again and said, .. "You are a good person." And after that he says to me, "Come with me."

And after that wonderful dream, I wake up, and it is a middle of a noon, because it is soon two pm. After checking out the time, I get myself back up from my bed again, and then I take my leave. Today. I want to go walk around at the nearby park.

But before I take my leave, I go get my knife again with me, and then I eat my share of my bread.

And after that, I get outside of my apartment. And I know and can feel it in my bones that someone will die today.

And as I reach to the outside again, I notice that the air is stiff, but it is not too heavy. It's just a bit daylighty, because the sky itself emulates of such a hollow aura. This is the another day that I have been waiting for.

I have always thought that would anyone ever need a reason to go and beat someone to death, other than just out of spite and pure hatred, and then it fucking hits me, that is exactly it. Why should anyone accept anyone around them that are there to only hurt you and piss you off. No. Not on my watch. Never.

After my who knows how many waves of deep thoughts that run through my brain, I walk across a street, and I head towards the park, the same one I had went to chill out and where that jogger was running away from, and that creep I killed right after that, came from.

I look around of me, and I see nothing much at all, or anyone .. and I check onto sides of few trees, and they are all empty, not even a single bird or squirrel. And much more to my surprise, there is no one at all at the park right now.

After looking around me, I walk near the park .. and right there, at that same moment, I see a kid that bullies a child. At least that is what it looks like? Because both of them are young boys, but are they the same age? Or is that bully older than him? I don't know, but as I see them, they seem to argue about something but I can't hear them.. And then I step closer to them, realizing that bully is bullying him, and the other boy who looks like a child pleads with him to stop, "I don't want to fight, let me go!" And the other boy who looks like a kid says to the child, "Too bad. You must fight me, come on! Loser!" And he beats the kid up, as he hits him in the face couple of times, about four, and he kicks him down the ground repeatedly. As the child gets up, the bully mocks him and keeps beating him. And he says, "You are so weak and pathetic, and so stupid." And it ends with the child trying to defend himself from him, and he puts his arms up to block, and shield himself from the foul bully's strikes, leaving him all beat up. And I watch them fight, and the child who doesn't want to, all beat up. The kid bully kicks him multiple times repeatedly into his stomach, and then he stops, as the child who is his victim can't take it anymore, and do anything anymore.. It's so horrible, and so sad. The kid bully leaves him there after a short while, and he laughs and walks off, "Hahahahaha!"

The child lays down all beat up, and I think that he is crying.

After witnessing such a horrible abuse I follow after the bully, and I get down from the area, to get right in front of him, and I slide down from the small hill, and as I reach the ground below of me, the bully is coming my way, and he is facing me. And I have taken out my knife and I cross by his smug face, and then I hit him in the face with my right fist, and then I stab him in the stomach more than thirty times in such a fury, that he barely sees me even coming. And as I stab him into his stomach hard breaking through his guts, he goes down, and after that, I say to him .. straight to his face, "You motherfucker." And as I hit him right into his face just once, it kills him. And he is dead, because he died from my last hit.

And I look at his now bloody stabbed down fucking corpse, and there is so many fucking wounds in a one spot in his stomach, and his face has his blood all around it too, I did hit him as hard as I could, after looking at the weak piece of shit kid's dead body I turn towards where the child was, and as I look up, at the uphill. I don't see him. But I don't know is he still there? Or has he already left, it doesn't matter, this bastard is dead.

And then I walk away, and I don't look back, I thought of using my knife to cut his throat open, but there is no need for that, because he has already died. After leaving the area I take my cloth from my pocket, and I clean my knife from his blood, and I put the cloth back into my pocket, and my knife in my other pocket, and I reach away from the nearby park, and I take my leave to get my lunch. Shortly after few minutes, and twenty seconds, I walk near a cafe, and I walk inside, and I see a guy at the desk and I say to him, "Fish sandwhich pleas." And he says to him, "Hey! Okay bro. One sec..." And he walks to make it for me, and I say to him, "Oh hey... Pleas use gluten free bread. And I want to take it with me." And he turns at me from his left slightly and says to me, "Gotchu." And then he keeps making me my order. Shortly after that, he returns to me and puts my order down in front of me and says to me, "Card or cash?" And I answer to him, "Card." And then he shows the payment machine in front of me like others did, but now its in the middle, and I have taken my card out and I pay for my order and he says to me, "Nice. I hope you enjoy it." And I say to him, "I will thanks." And then I take my order with me, and I walk away from him. He was a funny guy. And I take my order with me to my apartment, and I walk there as fast as I came to that cafe, and shortly after reaching my doorway again, I open my door, and walk inside again. And I take my shoes off, and my jacket off, and my gloves off, and I take a chair, and put it next to my kitchen table, and then I sit down .. and I put my knife on the table on my left side, and I take my sandwich out of the bag, and then I eat my lunch. It's past five pm. The day has come to an end.

That fucking bastard bully who bullied that child, got exactly what he fucking deserved. Such a disgusting rat, I hope whoever he belonged to if any, that their days will be fucking miserable, without him in their fucking lives. From here on out, an evil piece of shit. Has died...

After my justified judgement, I go lay down on my bed like I always do, and then I start to fall a sleep, and as I close my eyes. The room around me darkens, and the dimlight that is across me in my living room. Keeps me company, it's warm inside. And cold outside, I have fallen a sleep.