Piece

Helping

I check on outside of my apartment, and I see no one walking by. Until just one girl, little of 12 years old goes by. She must be a school girl.

I reach to my phone and check time, I need to go check outside because I feel like something is wrong.

I walk to outside of my apartment, while I still wear my gray hoodie, and black tight pants, and black Converse. I walk outside and see some people beating up a guy, it's him. The same homeless man. I look at him and go back to my apartment, and I put my gloves on. And I take my crowbar with me, my knife is in my hoodie's pocket, and I walk outside and head towards the trio.

They keep kicking and hitting him .. saying, "Yeah!" "Fucking filth!" "Damn loser!" "Where'd you get that meal!" "Huh!" "Fuck you motherfucker!"

I in that instant moment, stab him in the neck, and he falls down. And after that, I stab the other guy in the stomach as he turns at me in shock and he says, "Whatte fuck!?" And I rip into his skin, moving my knife upwards through below of his front body fast and I reach his upper body really fast in a one single swing. His blood shatters off from his deep wound in his front body, and he falls on the ground, After that I take my crowbar and I hit the last guy in the face with it. And I beat him to death. Over thirty two times, his head cracks off of his skull, and blood spills through his face and the bones on his skull break off as I keep hitting him to death with my crowbar, not caring which hit kills him, and I stomp his face. I can hear a smushed and broken hole through his skull, and my shoe is filled with his remains. But all of it comes off as I take my shoe off of his broken apart face. His face and head is utterly destroyed. The homeless guy looks shocked, and scared as he limps and rolls on the ground, sadly. The last guy I hit on repeatedly has his head split open, and smashed off. It's so fucking disgusting that it makes me sick to keep looking at it, until I turn away from his obliterated fucking skull. The guy I stabbed in his neck is dead, And he is still bleeding out of his neck on the ground, like he was jelly juice, and the second guy is still screaming on the ground, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" I turn at him and say.. "I gave it to him." And on that instant moment as he looks at me purely shocked..! I slit his throat. His blood spurts and flies over everywhere to our both sides, but none of it spills on me, at all. And he dies.

After that, I put my crowbar in my belt holder, and I wipe my knife clean with my cloth, and I put it back in my pocket, and I help the homeless man up, I grab his hand with hand, and tell him, "Watch yourself." And I walk off back to my apartment, with my crowbar in my hand. He says, "I will never forget this!" I tell him back, "Wait." And I go to my apartment to get my meal from my fridge, and I put my hundred bucks on the side of the plastic food tray. And I go back to him, and walk to him, and I say, "Here, you can have it. Don't come back here .. these streets, nowhere is safe." He says to me, "Than .. thank you!" And he walks off to the direction he was originally going to go in. But instead he was jumped by those fucking thugs, or stupid hooligans. After that and this.. I never see him again..