Piece

Drain

I see the child again, this time he runs with me touching my hand, I run with him. He says, "Come on don't stop now!" "Let's go!"

As I wake up opening my eyes, I tell myself. Time to go back to school again.

I lay up, getting off from my bed. My white sheets, turn me overboard. I realise I slept half naked. Wtf this is my first time, for some reason I feel no different just more refreshed. Must have been the shower I took before I slept.

Checking my meal which I eat few slices of bread, like usual and cook my next meal.

Watching the news, There is a channel streaming the unknown attack occured, near the neighbourhood 6. Whatever that means .. their number of house spots? Or what. The man is being interviewed, he says he was attacked by this tall guy .. he did no see him coming. He was on the phone, when asked why was he outside this hour. He declined to comment, saying I had urgent call to make. And walked off..

I close the TV, in disgust. What a fucking coward.

Waiting my honey meal finish, just lettuce, chopped up potatoes slice of egg. Salad, cucumbers and carrots. Some green beans. And small amount of corn, bc I need to get my energy back. I figured I might as well go all out. Even if I don't like half of the things I'm eating it's just fine. As long as I don't go hungry. Today, I will kill again.

I eat my meal, think where should I head next. I want to visit school. More importantly the outside area, I must head there fast. It's morning, after noon I gotta get going.

As I walk away wearing my same clothes as yesterday, expect the dark coat. I check the newspaper, (Man was attacked near his home yard, and barely survived, if cops weren't not to interviene and be there when he was attacked.) (A tall guy possibly in his last 20's dark coat .. was seen running away by the cops, after they noticed him next to the man who was attacked and laid down, bleeding from his head.) (The man said that same guy attacked him, but no evidence of that has occured .. we are led to believe that handsome guy attacked him.) I stop saying, Handsome? Is this formal writing my a reporter? Article? Exe .. etc .. hah.. I continue reading .. (No real charges can be made yet, we urge the guy to come forward.) (We only want to talk to him.) (Says the cops of 3 who tried to chase him down.) (2 cops saw him and third joined from the other side of the street, to chase him down.)

I turn away from the page, yeah no.. I can't do that. Not yet .. keep wishing the fictional counter again. You better just clean shoot me down, if you want to stop me. I will not let myself get caught, by you .. any of you .. never.

Walking towards the same exact school the 5 girls I killed .. and now I'm led to believe that bully was from. Dead as well..

I walk to the schoolyard, outside..

I have always hated teachers, they pretend to care about you. But in the end are just there to do their job, you cannot rely on any of them. They will say they are there for you but the reality is, they are not. They will only say that to make you feel better.

"Pressing my knuckles to close fist together" someone will die today.

As I reach the schoolyard, I see some students but not anything serious, running around and hanging out. Stupid kids lol

Then I walk towards the parking lot nearby, and as I reach it I see a man "teacher?" Raping a student? Or was he done? The little girl walks off, the teacher says to her, "Don't tell anyone or you can kiss your graduation's goodbye." "Go on return to your home.."

The little girl walks off clearly crying..

Is this the one teacher who doesn't do anything to protect students from abuse? But instead contributes, and participates in it himself. In full of rage now, this is personal. I see a steel rod nearby not taking it yet, instead I attack him hitting his face in.

Hitting his head down, as he has put his pants up, I hit his face in. Beating him with my fist 49 times, and then I take my knife and cut his body, then I stab him in the stomach. After that as he tries to scream and yell, I end him .. taking the steel rod now, hitting his head in and off over 71 times. It goes bloody from the tip and top, his head smashed in, skull is broken .. almost shattered, blood is all everywhere, all around the car door. His car that is still open, blood is all the way to his front door window, after that I take my leave walking off. This was a personal kill. Evil did not just die today, but my personal target.

I leave the steel rod on the ground, and walk away.

No one sees me, the school has ended.

I check the time now, I'm gonna go back to my apartment buy the meal and just lay low, down before I sleep.

This felt good, murdering that worthless motherfucker made me less angry. After I saw his head crushed and broken off. I felt a hinch of sadness leave my side.

I'm going to go check, and come back to this school again one day.

The sky is blurred, the blue is faded away .. birds are nowhere to be seen. And wind is increasing, I gotta get my head together now. Or I might kill again this exact same time. The rage I have is never going to leave me alone.