Punch.
"What the fuck." Turn around. What the hell just happened?
Punch again.
Fall. Glimpse dirty sneakers.
Kick. "Where is it?"
"Where's what?"
"You know what I'm talking about, you bastard."
"Up your Mom's asshole, you sick fuck."
Knife. Blackness. White.
Monday, December 13, 2004
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Sorry about the profanity. I just failed an exam, and harsh words are, as always, my outlet.
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