A SMALL TOWN SOMEWHERE IN LONDON
Hank sat on his hands and knees rocking back and forth humming to himself and crying. He had blood sprayed all over his shirt. His eye was twitching and the knife he had in his hand was bloody. He was staring down at the corpse of his father. He stood up and started to walk towards the door. He heard his mother coughing from her bedroom. He walked back into the room to her bed. He whispered. "Hi mum."
She looked up and said. "Hey Hankey, want to be a sweetheart and get your mum some tea."
Hank said. "Yes mum."
After a minute or two he walked back into his mother's bedroom with a gun in one hand and tea in another. He handed her the tea and sat at the end of her bed.
"Is it alright if I sit in here for a minute mum."
"Of coarse Hankey," The only light in the room was the light coming through the door, "Do you know where your father has gone to."
"He said he was going to work earlier this morning," She swallowed the last bit of tea, he started to cry now, "Sorry mummy."
"What do you me-"
He shot her six times all in different places making her stop breathing and die.
He stepped out of the house and got in his father's car.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
FREAKS
RomansaIt all started with a young boy in London. He was bullied because he was nearly emotionless. And a young girl from the United States. She hated her family and when they went on a vacation to London she ran away with the boy.
