The earliest he can remember was the feeling of love while waiting for the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. Nothing like the anger and sadness he had felt then. It was sometime a couple of years ago, maybe 3 or 4, he had never felt sadness before he met her but at the same time he'd never been happier. That was years before it started, the anger and the pain.
He was mostly mellow with a skill for art, he wouldn't be fazed by much unless it came to her. He would do all that he could for her, buy her gifts, take her places, support her because he thought she was " worth it". Eventually he gave up most of the things in life that he had, even his emotions until he was with her.
One day things got violent, not with him and her but with her and the thugs of the street she lived on. He was just exiting the house when he saw the knife, she had walked ahead like she always does. He started running, never feeling anger like this before and feeling the punch come from deep inside before it came without him knowing. His knack for hurting people.
Of course the knife was raised along with many other weapons. They never stood a chance the only thing that hit him was the knife, now lodged in his eye but he didn't feel it not anything as he looked at the aftermath, the 5 dead bodies lying on the concrete......6
He was too late....too late
She was lying with them, her throat slit by the knife still stuck in his right eye just before he threw the first punch in his life. She was choking on the blood and grabbing out with the hand that wasn't on her throat, he reached for it, but just as he was about to touch hands hers fell limp.
After that it was all fuzzy for him, he remembers a mask, oil, a sharp meat cleaver and a pack of maches. All he could see were bright fuzzy lights in the woods and writing this note.
A letter written by officer Kraig of the San Francisco police force about a written note found next to the body found by the parents of a young man whose body was burnt and hanged in his room police suspect suicide, but there were no signs of the mask or meat cleaver mentioned in the suicide note and only 6 bodies including the girl and the suicide were found.
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Mr Smile
Short Story"sometimes the world just needs to lighten up and smile, you can't tell but I'm smiling"..... Mr Smile