"Oh, my stupid older brother!"


    Ronin snarls, plunging the knife


    even more deeply into my chest


    before pulling it out.


    He looks so madly sick,


    staring down at the silver


    looking and thick blade of


    the pocket knife with my


    remaining blood on it.


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    "My homework is almost complete."


    Ronin mumbles lowly, licking the


    knife of my blood clean.


    I slowly back away, trying to get


    away yet foreign and sheer pain


    hits me out of nowhere,


    causing me to fall to the


    ground on my very back.


    I stare up at the ceiling,


    Ronin comes into


    view


    hovering over me


    like a pesky little fly.


    Quick sadness, anger, and then


    confusion hits me before


    I close my eyes to


    darkness.