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I knew this boy.

Welts on his back,

Claw marks on his face.

Bunch of bigger boys,

came up trying to bully him with knives,

we're going to get you.

Were going to kill you.

Kid took them at their word.

The boy said go away.

His mother looked over and smiled,

her evil smile.

She loved to hurt that kid.

Spitefull woman.

Enjoying seeing her little child in trouble. 

Things didn't go as anyone expected.

One of the bigger boys,

ended up with half his ear cut off.

The bigger boy,

once so brave said "..Sorry..."

The boy replied"... If you sorry..hold still."

The bigger boy said ".. why."

Suddenly without threats,

suddenly scared.

No friends around, were did they go?..

The boy looked the bigger boy in the eyes.

" Because I haven't finished yet..".

Just as he cut a big chunk out of the other boy.

I should know that smaller boy, covered in blood.

Full of hate.

I should know him very well.