Bad Little Boy (boyxboy)

The man In The white hood

Picking up the Small Pitcutre Frame that sat humbly on The right top corner of my desk I stared into it .

It was a Family picture My Father stoodd there his arm Wrapped around my mothers thin waist the other hand layed ontop of my head His Bright Green eyes Shining brightly My mother stood there her gentle smile on her faced which was laced by her Red lips Her long black hair Pulled into a loose braid which hung over her right shoulder , Her bangs perfectly framed her face , her skin gentle and smooth , She Was laughing at the camera Because of me She was able to see my werid faces i had been making in the Fat lense of it Her Laugh was even more beautiful Yet now i would never see it again yet through only pictures .

I Gently kissed The frame Shoving the apple into the pocket of my black skinny jeans .

Bye mom I will be back later...

I picked Up my guitar from the side of my desk putting the Picture back onto my wooden desk as i stuck on a dark green hoodie jacket heading out the door once again the guitar on my back The only true friend i had .

I locked up my apartment and headed downstairs then out the front door and down the street it was a two mile walk to the bar & grill  i worked at I put in my earbuds yet didn't play music . I needed to be aware of all my surroundings ..The street i always had to walk on had the highest crime rate possibly ever...

I silently walked up the street to where the bus stop was , Sitting down on the small bench Waitting for It to come swirling around the corner I could hear the engine Coming As it came around the corner yet slowly ..It stopped with a screech infront of me As The doors opened ...I watched something seemed wrong Yet...I got on anyway...The Driver looked slightly uncomfortable ...

I Sat in A seat In the back My eyes were pinned to a man who wore a white hoodie he sat right behind The driver He seemed to look at me for a moment..and thats when i saw his face he seemed to cackle as i walked by him at first a cut open grin...I couldn't see his eyes though ...something was terriblyy wrong...

I leaned against the window accidently dosing off for a minute The second i closed my eyes ...

I heard the bus driver Scream in pain ..

My eyes immediately snapped open Despirately trying to focus , I saw The man in the hoodie pull out a knife from the seat of the bus driver all i could see was Blood splattering up on the windshield ..

Bump ba-bump ba-bumpbumpbumpbump!

My Heart sped up as i hopped out of my seat now standing in the middle of the ile walkway As i stared up to the front of the bus As i watched the man pull down his hood As he seemed to glare at me with his eyes ...which caused me to get goosebumps ..His eyes rimmed with thick black lines from sleep deprivation probally..since he had no eyelids ..

He turned to me snickering ...As he ran towards me aimming the knife at me ...

" GO TO SLEEP!..AHHAHAHAHHEHehhHA "