Children of The Shadow

Then the next day I met the boy at the same spot, and we played or talked for the last time until the evening. I prepared myself to do the unthinkable. I took out the knife and started to walk toward the boy, but suddenly I froze. I looked at the boy and saw fear and confusion in his eyes. The boy tried to move away from me, but it was too late. I plunged the knife and cut both of his horns.
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This is a harsh life about reality

*Beware this Story contains Trigger warning like some heavy swear words and blood and death while in chapter 4 will have African salve*