Lightning struck the ground. Trees were being blown off from their roots. The wind howled loudly, and a devastating screech pierces the sky. The boy stood there, bare shirt with flip flops, flipping rocks and exposing worms, bugs, and ants to the rain and coldness. An evil grin spread across his face…

5 Years later…

   I leaped down the stairs before my big brother Tim can catch me. Laughing, I ran past my mom and walked out the front door.

   “Tom, you don’t want any breakfast? ” my mom called after me.

   “I’ll grab something at school,” I had replied, but the reason I was going out earlier was because I was meeting up with my best friend, Tyra, which i had a crush on for a while now. Whistling with my hands in my pocket, I walked past my archenemy’s house, Toby the giant.

   He wasn’t originally named Toby the giant, until he hit his growth spurt and was almost 7 feet tall which muscles the size of bowling balls. He stars in the 3 major sports team: Soccer, Hockey, and Football. Of course, he is also after Tyra, and I swear, Tyra likes him too.

   As I walked past his house, he suddenly jumped out at me. He lifted me up with his hands by my shirt and growled at me. “Where do you think your going my boi? ” Before i can answer he lifted up a nearby garbage can and set me down inside. I tried to push myself up, but the faggot seemed to have put a big rock on top of the lid. I strained with the effort and finally, I gave up. I heard loud snickers outside, but I can’t really do anything. I slumped down squishing on a rotten banana peel. And eww… is that a apple core? I sat, and sat, slowly drifting off to sleep…fading off into the darkness…

   I woke up and all the thoughts came back to me. I was stuck in a garbage can! How do i get out? I pushed up and surprisingly, the lid came off. I ran, bewildered, thinking why I didn’t push the lid off earlier? Oh wait… I did try…where the hell did that rock go?

   It was dark by the time I got home. When I checked my watch it was 2 in the morning. I walked into my house and there sat my parents, waiting anxiously for me. I asked them, “Whats going on?”

   I recoiled as my mom yelled bloody murder, “What the fuck?! You ask what’s going on? It’s 2 in the morning you dumb hell of a child. Where the fuck were you?! I watched as my dad tried to calm down my mom, but she shouldered his hands away. “Don’t fucking touch me!” Without hesitation, I told her what Toby did to me. Her anger was replaced by fury, but not at me, at Toby. My mom grabbed me by my arm, and led me to her car. She drove to Toby’s house and rang the doorbell. When there was no answer, she tried the doorknob. It opened and all hell was revealed.

   The first thing I saw was Toby’s dad. He was sliced neatly in half, from the waist, with blood seeping out slowly, covering the floor. His eyes was open with terror. I looked past him and saw Toby, hanged, but the bottom half of his is missing. Blood was still pouring down, dripping on the floor. Drip Drip Drip. When i looked past Toby, i saw the most disgusting thing ever. His mom, was cut into eighty-four pieces (I don’t know how I knew that), but then pieced back together and stitched like nothing has happened except i can stil see the little cracks. Her mom, however, had no blood.

   I looked. My heart was beating really fast. My muscles tightened. My legs wobbled and I fell, fading into darkness, resting on the blood that Toby’s family had bled…

To be continued…