Episode #2 Rage burns, Anger is hate, Death is eat
...Excuse me, i'm commiting a crime, robbing a bank,thought I saw a silotte of a Bat. Nowback to the story. I always cried . And I sneaked out when I saw a squerrel and I grabbed, my now that I looked back how much she struggled, it tried to bite me. Heh... broke it's teeth, then one quick bite from the top half of her body. "What the fuck are you doing?" A woman's voice roared, popped my ear drums.. I turned it was mom.
"Nothing.." I said hiding the body behind my back
"Your hiding somthing, asshole. Show me... Your teeth are red, BLOOD red.. now what is behind your back?"
"Nothing mom, it's noth-" I replied before she hit me and then she saw the squerrel. Her eyes narrowed and she dragged me, I was shouting,"NO, NO, NO, PLEASE NO!" that was hopeless she grabbed a pipe and pull a knob to the left as a fire on the stove. She jabbed a pipe into the fire until the tip was red. She pulled away and she turned to me, I was struggling. She jabbed it into my side. I screamed as my fist hit onto the old wood of her shack. she threw it away and threw me into my room. I looked at my side she jabbed that heated pipe , a large burn wasleft. Ilaid on my bed and cried myself to sleep, That was Sunday, Tommorowwas school.
Monday morning, woke up late I got dressed. Made me a quick breakfest of toast.I spat out the toast and looked in the fridge. She had raw rabbits I dipped the toast into the puddle of blood and ate it. So good... I looked around, she was sleeping and the bus stop wasn't that far. I ran out and went to the bus stop. No people. As normal. I was the only one whotookthe bus here. I guess that was... good. The bus pulled up and the driver opened the door,"Hey Retard." He said. I put my head down from the name the driver called me, he did it as long as I took the bus. I walked to the back andsat. Everyone looked at me,"Hey Dick." John Johnson, a boy at my school said. John was in every period I hadand always bulliedme.I hatedhim the most.
It was a long way until my school. They all teased me and called me names. Then, I hated this the most, they sang the song,"Waylon the freak. Want to go in the water? Maybe if we trim'im we can have croc jerky, maybe we can have a new hat?" I hated this song the most, out of everyone who sang. Only onegirl,same age as me, I was 14, the girl's name was Marrie Samson. Her beautiful brown hair was only complimented by her blue eyes. She never noticed me, she neverteasedme like the others which made me love her more. I see the school, Florida Middle School, I opened my backpack. Books, pencils,workbooks,and such. Everything is in there I put it on my back and the bus stopped and everyone got off, I was last.
I heard the bus drive say,"Have A nice day,except Waylon,Have a really bad day."