Devil's Playground
Slowly the snow drifted along the sidewalks and streets as he strolled down his own path. Following no particular way but his own, he traveled. Knowing not his destination but only his outcome. His ideas were changed, his beliefs were diminished to that of nothing and his perception of reality was turned upside down. All he knew now was himself and that of his tendencies. His own nature was the only real and raw thing that he was able to hang on to. A life of mistreatment and abuse, his last actions displayed his true feelings. "I should have stopped you in the womb. When I had the chance I should have taken it. YOU, were my worst mistake." "LEAVE! Nobody here wants you nobody here cares for you and there is no place for you. Hide yourself somewhere and do the world a favor." His mother screamed constantly, shaming him to that of nothing but guilt of being alive. It was a common ritual in his OLD household. Then tonight, with the quick flick of a wrist and the glisten of rose red, the shaming ended. The guilt stopped. Then with two more quick and swift movements he finished off what was left to remind him of his past. What would have been witnesses were nothing more than cold and bludgeoned
After traveling about 3 hours, he finally spoke. "Left here, then into the alley, thank you. Left here then into the alley, thank you." "Good job? Break a few eggs? What the hell are you? Who the hell am I?" Ryan reached inside his coat and pulled out the shotgun again. "You have a few things to answer." Slowly the man extended out his arm looking up only slightly. His eyes, just holes, peered out from the darkness. Without a second thought Ryan grabbed his hand. He stood and buried his face into the man's chest. He cried. For the first time in years he cried. Somebody to love him was here. He wasn't alone. He was wanted and he would be cared for. The man wrapped his hands around his new protege. He comforted him and held him. He spoke to the child as if it was his own. The man smiled. "I am yours. Teach me, love me, save me." "I am ready. I thank you for all you have done for me. When my world had escaped me you presented me with a new one, a better one. One where people begin to learn from their mistakes and receive their just dues." "You aint about to give me up." With a quick, quiet movement the dog lay dead on the ground. Ryan grabbed a cloth from his coat and wiped off the knife. He knew that the people wouldn't be able to see him if he didn't want them to but animals were a different story. He learned that the family pet was always the first to go. Then he moved toward the stairs to the next level. The crying had stopped but the yelling hadn't. Slowly he inched his way up. Step by step. Then suddenly he heard a creak.
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Approximate Word count = 4218
Approximate Pages = 17 (250 words per page double spaced)
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