Piece

Stolen

I saw the kid again, he was following me, telling me to go with him. Wanting to see me, he pushed me forward. As I looked at him .. grabbing my hand again saying, .. "Good person." After that he says to me, "Come with me."

I wake up middle of the noon, it's soon 2pm. Get myself up again, I take my leave. I want to walk around the park.

Getting my knife again with me, eating my share of bread. And get outside my apartment. Someone will die too, today.

Reaching the outside again, the air is stiff not too heavy. It's a bit less daylighty, the sky emulates such hollow aura. This is the another day I have been waiting for.

Walking across the street, towards the park same one where the jogger was running from, and the creep I killed after came from.

Looking around, I see not much at all anyone .. checking the sides of trees, empty not even a single bird or squirrel. Much more to my surprise there is no one at all at the park right now.

I go near the park .. and right there at that moment, I see a child that bullies another child. At least that's what it looks like? Are they same age or is the bully older than him? Idk, but as I see them they seem to argue about something.. I step closer to them, realizing the bully is bullying him, the other child pleads with him to stop: "I don't want to fight, let me go!" The other kid says to the boy, "Too bad." "You must fight me, come on!" "Loser!" He beats the kid up, hits him in the face couple of times, and kicks him down the ground repeatedly. As the other child gets up, the bully mocks him and keeps beating him. It ends with the other child trying to defend himself, putting his arms up to block, and shield himself from the foul bullys strikes, leaving him all beat up. I watch them fight the other child who doesn't want to all beat up. The kid bully leaves him there after short while, and laughs and walks off. Once the other child can't take it and do anything anymore .. he had kicked him too, until he stopped.

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

Following, the other kid aka the bully, I walk after him towards the street, where he is facing me. I cross his smug face, and hit him in the face, then stabbing him 30 times in such fury, he barely sees me even coming. As I stab him hard he goes down after that I say to him .. to his face, "Motherfucker." As I hit him in the face once, killing him. Dead, he is dies from that hit.

I look at his now bloody stabbed corpse and face with blood, turn towards where the other child was, at the uphill. But don't see him. Is he still there? Or has he left already? Doesn't matter this bastard is dead.

Walking away, not looking back I thought of using the knife to cut his throat, but there is no need he has already died. Reaching away from near the park, I take my leave to get my lunch. Walking into the cafe, and get a sandwhich. I take it with me to my apartment, and reach my doorway again, walk inside. And sit down the kitchen, table .. and have my knife put away cleaned off the blood. And eat my lunch. It's past 5pm. The day has ended.

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

I lay to my bed and fall a sleep, closing my eyes. The room darkens, the dimlight across my living room. Keeps me company, it's warm inside. Cold outside, I have fallen a sleep.