Dark...
Wet...
Slippery...
somehow or another i find myself walking around aimlessly with a black hood in a rainy day, thinking of what I will do from now, i can't go back to my past life where I lived normally like everyone else, not since i killed johnny...
'six months ago'
It was a day like any, Sitting on my computer reading online novels, chatting with my friends, if they could be called like that, the only way I know them is from the computer, Anyway, let's continue from where I left off, I had already finished my upper secondary education, I only had to go to college to study a career that I would not know if it would be the right one for me, Unfortunately the universe has its way of doing things, Maybe it was not the universe and it was me who spent all his time on the computer very stuck with the novels instead of studying how i should have done.
The thing is, I didn't get into a college, This was my first year without studies in my life, Without responsibilities, A full year of freedom, After a few months of the same, with no purpose in life, Finally the inevitable has arrived, the boredom of everyday life, With nothing more to look for in life I decided to find a job, One to pass the time and look for the purpose of my life, i had to look for something simple, My first choice was the cinema and even when they said "we will call you" they never called, i waited 3 dias for that call.
One day I decided to walk aimlessly in my city, To get to know the city better, To see how life treated the others, I went through an alley and saw two guys with knives attacking three students threatening them to steal their cell phones and money, in That moment I was stunned, I was just looking at the void as they steal their things, One of the boys resisted and was stabbed by the assailant, The thieves panicked and tried to silence the three boys, Since three dead boys are better than two witnesses and one wounded that could recognize them, That's when I finally managed to react and i started screaming with all my might for help,
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"Hey!, stop! help us!! there are murderers here!!" To be honest at the time I did not think very well and i should have called the police instead of yelling and getting their attention.
The assailants / assassins looked at me, They saw that it was a normal type not very high nor very low, Also a bit chubby and they decided to split one of them to watch the students and the other one to kill me, seeing him coming towards me slowly with a knife pointing to the ground and talking slowly the guy told me
"Hello kid, you chose a bad day to be a hero"
I couldn't move when I saw the guy with his bad face and calm voice coming towards me with the knife, I was simply tied to the ground, My legs did not move even when my mind was clear that I should run, Flee and hide from them.
he was getting closer and closer, When he finally got to the front of me, I managed to see his face correctly and I was surprised to realize that he was just a young man like me, No more than 25 years, The only difference that could be noticed is that he was shaking even when I would be the stabbed.
The boy slowly brought the knife to my stomach and said,
"You will be my first" while his hands were shaking.
'stabbed'
At first I did not feel anything, I just saw the boy smiling with watery eyes and his hands together holding the knife he buried in my stomach, Suddenly in a matter of seconds I felt a sharp pain, beyond all bearing, I screamed aloud
“haaaaaaaaahh…” With all my strength of pain
The boy was frightened along with his partner who had already done the same with the students, They grabbed my things and ran away, The last thing I saw was the two of them running over the pool of blood left by the three students while I collapsed on the floor without being able to speak for the immense pain, While my conscience was going blank, all I could think about was my parents, my grandparents and how sad my life was because I could not find the passion I was destined for.