He Who Kills

That dream is real. I don’t know when it happened, but it really hurts. My mom has gone to work. I didn’t go to school because of my illness. I’m so tired that I slept four hours straight. I bought a new comic before the week, it has been so stressful recently, but I guess that will give me some kind of relief.

WHAAM! I heard my home door get banged open. I got agitated and I peeked from upstairs:

and

it’s

The NUTHASHI GANG!. They came to rob my home, I got bewildered for a moment. I took my phone and tried calling 911 but my hands were trembling. I can’t even type the numbers right, I heard the steps of them coming up here, and finally, I typed 911 and I called them, I’m now hiding under my bed. Two of the guys approached my room and, their strategy is to first clean up the people in the house and then start stealing. So they were searching was anyone here in my room and other rooms, this guy’s leg stopped before my bed is he gonna look under?. Oh shit, he leans down, I see his knees folded.

“Yo, you told me you want these apple air pods right?” Yeah man, he said. I can’t believe I managed to escape. The call connected, and I told them the situation, they told me they tracked our location and the cops will be here in 20 minutes. WTF 20 minutes! What’s that supposed to mean, my life is at stake here. “Your house is a long way from the police station, we will do our best to come here”. The police said. I turned my phone off, and when I turned around the whole gang was watching me. 

I am busted.

“Look who’s here, that’s our hero,” the guy with the knife marks on his face said.

“You believe the police can catch us, don’t you?”. That same guy who knocked me with a punch said.

“You silly insect!” (I peed myself)

And they dragged the shit out of me with my hair from under the bed, which was so painful. I felt as if my hair was coming off. And they threw me on the stairs, where I kept my arm first at the edge of a stair and the landing impact was great, yes my arm fractured. And I drove up to the ground floor, and they slowly descended, enjoying my pain.

Their eyes didn’t have any mercy, they didn’t even look like humans to me. They pulled my hair to make me stand. I stood barely with no energy, And they kicked my gut with their knee, I felt like crushing my stomach and I coughed up some blood, my vision was not clear, and my chest was paining as if they hit me with a hammer, the blow even covered my 10% of my rib bone, yeah it's fractured. I wasn’t able to breathe well.

“Bering-Bering” my phone started to ring, and they took my phone out, oh shit, it’s my mother, they attended the call with speakerphone, “Hey sweetie, my work has finished my work early today, u want something to eat?” I tried to say don’t come here but they held my mouth with their hand  (no no no no no she should not come here, they will kill her, I cried). She said hello again, but they hung up the call.

“Oh yeah boys, It’s been so long since we killed a woman, it’s a feast for us!”

“Yeah” they all shouted, and they were playing stone, paper, scissors the winner will kill my mom. And the wound in my right leg started to pain vigorously.

These guys are scumbags, I lost my cool. These guys are the same as mud. I have to take down at least one so I got up  “Hey, Fucking scumbags!”

Police siren, whop! Huh, what happened, I saw the floor full of blood, and the whole Nuthashi gang lying dead here, what the fuck has happened, did I kill them? Am I a murderer now? The police approached the house, and they saw me and my hand full of blood.