Broken Soul By: Kenneth Cramer

by kennywolfz97

Basicly the story isn't finished but if you could help me out and give me an idea of what to add that'll be helpful. it's about a boy who has been picked on his whole life and one day a group of kids chase him to his death. one day he comes out of the water, seeking revenge for all who had picked on him his whole life. hope you like it.

Broken Soul

"I HATE YOU!" was the last thing she said to her son before he went off to school. They had been fighting nonstop for a week and his only escape was school. Although nobody cared about him there he still could get away from his abusive and drunk mother. His father had died in a car accident 2 weeks ago and that's why his mother started drinking and yelling at him. The kids at school had always picked on him because of his looks, how he talked, and because he was a lot smarter than them. That day after school, he was walking home and some of the kids that picked on him regularly had followed him and started throwing rocks towards him. "Stop it" he told them. They didn't listen and continued to throw rocks. He ran over a bridge. "STOP PLEASE!" he begged them and they still didn't listen. He kept running and running than a rock got him in the back of the head and he fell off the bridge into cold, rushing water. An unconscious and lifeless body now drifting away. The kids ran home not knowing they had killed him. Two days later a picture of him came up on the news saying that he was missing.

A search wasn't even held for him, his mother didn't care and the kids at school didn't either. They had done this to him. An innocent boy, Nathaniel James Taylor Jr had just turned 16 last month and he was gone. Why didn't anybody care about him? Had he just been a toy to everyone? Why had they picked on him? Nobody gave him a chance at all. Nobody had been his friend. He was alone, truly alone in his life. But was he dead?

One night he rose out of the water and walked away, angered and hurt. His head was bleeding from the rock. He pulled the rock from his head and walked to a restaurant and looked at the TV, watching his face on the news and left without even ordering. He couldn't go home, he wanted revenge. He needed revenge!

He had went back to the town and looked for the abandoned building he had went to every time he needed to release his emotions. He grabbed everything he could, remembering the names of who had done this to him. He couldn't stand it he needed revenge!

The first person on the list; Andrew Erickson. He was the first person to start throwing rocks and he was the one who had threw the rock that had struck the back of his head. He had a dinner planned with his girlfriend at the movies so it was a perfect time to get him. He covered his head in bandages and tapes to cover his face and grabbed the sword and left into the night.

Andrew had just left the movies to go to his car and grab money. Nate grabbed him from behind, dragging him into an ally. "Who the hell are you? Do you realize who my father is he's the chief of police now let me go" nate had ripped the bandages off and shown his face in the moonlight, "LOSER FACE!?" nate shown an evil smirk and pulled his sword and slowly cut Andrews ankle as he screamed and begged for mercy nate continued to cut and cut till his foot had fallen off. Blood had gushed from his leg and nate set him down slowly. Andrew fell to the ground, cold and dying. Nate cut him from his shoulder down as he smiled. Revenge felt so sweet and Andrews's eyes widened as nate cut his head.