May 26, 2005

Blooday, 3rd Day of the End of Autumn

...turn around...

...don't...

...turn around.

The man in the shadows wispered at me. Of all the days to leev my hammar in my room. I wuz going to a piknik with the childrins at the Fallin Stars. I took the shortcut in the alley to git ther.

He did not reelee sneek up on me. I new he was ther. I do not no how, but I felt it. My hands tingled. And I was all the suddin redde fer battal. My hart thumpd all hevee like in me and I was... excitid. I am ashamed of that. I was excitid to fite.

He had a littal nife aginst my bak. I think he was trying to rob me. I do not no wat he wantid tho. I did not wait to hear him ask. I grabbd his rist and squeezd it. He was like a rag doll as I spun my leg into his ankles and made him fall to the ground, still holding his rist. I herd all the air blow out of him. I turnd and lookt at him.

He told me not to turn around, but then, I did. I saw him. I turnd around intending to punch hit throt in, but wen I saw him I coud not do that. It was a child. I think I broke his rist in my hand cuz wen I let go he cluched it to his chest. at a weerd angal. I felt giltee. I did not think, I just actid.

Then he spoke.

...bastard... you filthee queer bastard... how dare you...

I lookt at him and I felt nothing. My gilt went away cuz I saw his eyes and I new he woud have killt me. I wantid to step on his throt and crush him, but I did not. I got his nife and leend ovar him. I tryd my best to look like a big man cuz I sappose he did not reelize I was a woman until I leend ovar.

I smaked his cheek with my hand, not hard, gental like. I sed "My name is Tzoli Kita. Ramember it cuz next time I will not let you live." Then I squeezed his brokin rist and walkd away. He did not fallow me. I wished he did so I coud have let out all the anger I felt at him. In my hed I pictured myself crushing all the life frum him, then crushing his face with my hands til he was ded, then stabbing him ovar and ovar with his own nife... I thot of a millin ways to kill him in my hed.

By the time I got to the piknik, I did not feel like eeting. But I did and I smiled reel big fer all the childrins.

Aftar a littal bit, I fergot I was angry attall and my smile was reel.

Posted by Tzoli at May 26, 2005 01:28 PM
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