Dauðalogn (Dead Calm)
New york saturday night. 01.23
Kurt walked on the streets in New york. He had a big smile on his face. He and his best friend Mercedes had a really good time at club. Now Mercedes was following some boy named Sam or something home. Well Kurt had seen some guy that he thought was really cute. But when the boy started to make out with a girl he lost his hope and gave his tequila more attention. But now Kurt was half drunk. The streets in New York was so still and silent on the night. Wasn't it New york who was the city that never sleeps ? A cold wind made his Marc Jacob's scarf fly away. Kurt turned around and started to chase the scarf. The scarf was really expensive. Since the website he used to shop his designer clothes closed he had to spend big money on buying designer clothes. Kurt grabbed his scarf and looked if the light green silk got any damage when he was pushed in to the wall. A pair of green watched in to his eyes.
- There you are homo the guy said. And then Kurt started to feel really scared. The guy started to punch Kurt.
- You know i hate people like you the guy said. The guy started to kick Kurt. Kurt herd how his bones brooked with a loud crack. Kurt started to whimper in pain. Kurt tried to move but the guy just hold harder around his neck. Kurt barely couldn't breath. He started to cry. Kurt felt that he was bleeding. And it was bleeding so much. Kurt wasn't sure how much blood he had lost. But it felt like much blood.
- And here comes a little present to you little fag the guy said and took out a big knife from his pocket. It already hurted so much in Kurt. He didn't want to be stabbed with a knife. But even if Kurt said please stop he didn't stop. And then the guy stabbed Kurt in his shoulder. Kurt screamed in pain. And then the guy left Kurt on the cold cement ground. Kurt dragged the knife out. He screamed. But nobody heard him. He screamed for help but nobody listened. It was hopeless. Kurt wished he had stayed at the club. If he would have done that he would have a chance to survive this. Kurt already knew that he would die here. It all ended here. He never would get to be a broadway star. He never would meet a nice sweet gorgeous guy who he would marry and someday maybe start a family with. Kurt saw how black dots started to dance in front of his eyes. He didn't knew where they came from but he guessed it was a part of dying. His heart both wanted to stay alive but it also wanted to slow down and make its last beat. Kurt tried to scream but the only thing that came out was blood. Kurt s head was all dizzy and everything. Kurt guessed that he had hit his head in the ground really hard. He struggled with breathing. But at last his heart stopped and Kurt closed his eyes. Was this the end for him ?