The Boy Who Cried Wolf

"He looks like he's having a bad dream. Perfect. " I think to myself. I step into his room from his windowsill and stand next to his bed. I grab his short hair and yank him up and I yell "II'll give you a minute head start, starting now!" . He just stared at me, I let go of his hair, and I started laughing, laughing with all the voice in my head. I pull out my butterfly knife and start counting down "60,59,58,57..." and he starts running. He runs out the front door and into the park across the street. By the time I'm at "0" he's entering the tree line. I start sprinting after him after I put my knife back it holder and get to the tree line much faster then my victim. I found him trying to climb a tree and once he saw me, he dropped down and started running again. " Lucas, Lucas!" "Do It!" "Why did you stop?" "We just want you to be safe Lucas!" "Kill Him! Kill William Johnson!" All the voices in my head said, overlapping each other. I started jogging after him, then running, and finally sprinting after the man that's out of breath already. He collapses and tries stumbling up just to fall again. "Son, please don't do this." William pleaded. " I didn't know you would become this, otherwise I would have believed you. I didn't know that would traumatize you." " Oh and that's why you made a story about him!" One of my voices took over. " That's why you put him in a mental hospital when the wolf killed his mother and you thought it was him!We've been the ones protecting him! Telling him the truth, not calling him ' the boy who cried wolf'" I started laughing, not knowing why. " Finish him!" " Kill him!" " It was all his fault!" they yelled at me. I walked closer to him and got my knife out. I push his head down and hold down his arms with my knees. Before he could yell or scream I stabbed through his skull, killing him instantly. " One less person." I think out loud.