Drowning In Blood

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The year was 2689, in Canada. It was an early morning in December. The chilled air nipped at his cheeks as he walked down the sidewalk.

He couldn't understand why he failed his math test. He had studied relentlessly for the entire week, yet he made a 69. This angered him greatly. His hands balled into fists. He swiftly swung his fist without direction; never looking at his surroundings.

Suddenly, he felt his fist come in contact with something. He looked up to see the face of a older man. His eyes grew wide in shock. "O-oh I'm so sorry!" He said quickly. "Oh it's fine. I didn't mind" said the older man, who was not angered the slightest. Why isn't he angry? He thought slightly shaking his head. The old man walked off, rubbing his bruised cheek.

He looked up to see a dark figure of a tall man in a hat. The man was walking towards him slowly, but in a non threatening manner. The boy stayed still, waiting for the man to come. "Ender, I have been watching for the last year, watching your every move, kid!" The tall man said. "Why? Who are you?" Ender said, his voice shaking. "My name is slender, but most people add 'man' on the end. Also, I have come to inform you about something!" He said with a casual tone. "Well what is it?" Ender asked cautiously. "You must find someone who gets pissed off at you for hitting them...in Canada! It's almost impossible I know, but if you don't...you'll end up drowning in your own blood." Slender said, amused by the situation.

Slender walked away like nothing happened, whistling a catchy tune loudly. He left nothing but the words "you'll drown in your own blood" Ringing in his ears, almost mocking him.

Ender ran, trying to find some one that got pissed off when hit. That's hard to find in Canada!

Soon, he ran up to a young man around 15, and punched him in the face. The boy spit his front teeth out and smiled. "Hey! Watch out, I think my face injured your knuckles..are you ok?" The boy asked worried. Ender got angry and hit him again! This time, putting all his strength into it. Another tooth came flying out. "Oh my god are you ok?!" The young boy screamed. "What the fuck is wrong with you?! I'm punching YOU in the face!" Ender screamed at him.

He walked off, angry that he didn't get a reaction. "Have a nith day!" He heard from the kid. He continued walking until he found a pregnant woman. He punched her in the stomach. "Oh god Im sorry! I'm in the way aren't i? Here have a $20 for my stupidness!" She exclaimed. Ender looked at her, his eye twitching wildly. He said nothing to her, and walked off.

Ender soon found another person, this time a little girl around 5. He punched her in the face. He heard a crunch. The girls nose began to bleed. "Wow I can't believe I was so stupid! Thank you man, I deserved that" she said happily, tears running down her face.

There was only three hours left for Ender to find someone to fight back! He was getting worried. He walked down the sidewalk until he saw a gang. Ender walked towards them angrily. He went to the biggest one, and kicked him in the balls. The man fell like a sack of potatoes. "Oh did I mess your order up?" The member asked. He got up from the ground and looked at Ender. "I am so sorry about that! Here, take some Molly, and you know what? I'll even give you a gram of coke too!" Ender was angry. He left stomping his feet.

Soon, he found a baby around a year old with its mother beside it. He walked over to it. Ender smiled as he balled his hand into a fist. This time, Ender hit his hardest. The baby screamed loudly on impact. "AY! What are you doing horse dick?! I'll kick your ass right here, right now. One verses one." The baby yelled, his voice sounding like an adults would. Ender smiled. He finally did it, and now he wouldnt be killed....so he thought.

Ender looked up to see the baby pull a hand gun out of his diaper. "I'll fuck your shut up, bitch!" The child screamed. Ender heard the shot, and soon after he felt the bullet pierce his flesh. He fell to the ground in agony. The bullet had hit his throat. Blood ran down his throat, into his lungs. I'm drowning in my own blood! He though. Oh how stupid he was to trust slender!

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