Author here and first time writing a story. I am writing to improve my writing skills so I do accept criticism but not haters. The updates will not be very frequent as I will only write when I feel like it. This will be a dark story so if you don’t like the story don’t read it.

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He vexed me everything he did, while I understood that we are still first graders but it didn’t mean that he didn’t drive me mad. His popularity with the naive ones around me, his arrogance to the outcast in his eyes, and the way he uses his popularity to his advantage. I didn’t understand it, how one with such ignorance be considered so appealing to others and in no way am I jealous.

Why am I not noticed or outstanding? Why am I outcasted for my intelligence, I have never asked myself that. But I do understand why they have jealousy in their eyes as I always have no work in any of my classes. They don’t work hard enough even though they are naive at this age, they are ignorant. Their ignorance never bothered me but outcasting me for my intelligence irritated me. I always talked to my parents about skipping grades but their importance of social interaction in my age group far outweighs, my maturity and understanding. Which is why I will get my vengeance on that maggot.

My aversion of him wasn’t that bad until today. Before he had only annoyed me with his bullying by name calling and often pantsing. But he drew the line today which I would not have thought could even be crossed by a child.

This happened when everyone had the most free will with no teacher present, recess. Most of the them play on the playground while I read on benches near by. In the playground there is a play set where on one side is a slide and another side with an obstacle course. Attaching the two was a rope bridge which was twice my height. Which didn’t mean much for adults but for kids it seems alarming. Even I have been pants by him on that bridge.

One of my close friend which some might call my only friend Erin was playing on it and when running across it he bumped into him. Which I noticed  while sitting on a bench close to the playground.

With Erin’s similar detestation toward him from the similar intemperate behavior, I had figured that both of them would just walk away. however the hateful irritation in his eyes changed my earlier thought. He made a hand gesture calling his feidel helpers who came to Erin from behind. His devious action came at that moment when he surrounded my friend. Using his hands he gave in to the malevolence and pushed Erin to his helpers. They pushed Erin back and forward till their impulsive action engendered Erin to fall of the bridge head first. I rushed to him and by the time I got to him he was on the ground holding his head in pain. I felt like I was the only one to notice there was small amounts of blood on the asphalt he landed on. I gave him my only handkerchief I had, he used it to put pressure on his head and gave it back. He looked directly at me with a slightly teary eye and a smile on his face while still holding his head.

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“I am o-ok” stuttered Erin after which ran back to the classroom. I didn’t understand his action until I looked at the handkerchief. It was covered entirely in scarlet red blood which had even got on my hand.

 I felt something new at that moment WRATH. While I did suppress the feeling I understood it could overtake me with time, so I needed a way to release it.

I looked around the so very cheerful playground where no one noticed the incident. Then I looked at Him, while he didn’t even notice my immortal stare. He just kept playing as if nothing had happened.

Knowing Erin he would most likely just say “I fell” to any adults. He is ignorant while extremely kind natured and that's the only reason we were friends. No one noticed him but when someone does they wouldn’t think much of him. But in my eye he was the only one that was genuinely kind to everyone around him friend or foe. He was the only one I could talk to in this school who understood me. Understanding that while reflecting I thought of a ways to get rid of him, that was ignorant and has a high chance of getting caught. I understood that he and his friends stayed at the playground till around 4:00, after school.

So when I got home I wrote a note describing some absurd but believable reason I wasn’t home that had no relation to school and went to school. I took a newspaper and a cricket bat with me for this very unlikely plan. I had stolen his backpack and hid it under the bench while they were playing. Once they finished playing they all left while the ignorant maggot followed them.

I was slightly worried at this point thinking he would forget his backpack and go home. This thought vanished when he alone came back searching for his backpack. I waited till he was staring at something away from me and whacked his head with my bat. Falling on the ground unconscious I dragged him under the bench where I kept kicking him till I felt satisfied. I had no guilt but did experience relief from my irrevocable action. Looking at it under the bench it seemed very hard to notice.