They do and I return the favour. Then, as my mind has been telling me. They stab me. In my
back and darkly chuckle before saying. "Someone oughta finish ya off. It's better if it was me. "
they then move the knife around in my back before taking it out, pushing me away before they
stab it into my heart, twisting and turning the knife with a sadistic smile. I cough up blood and
scream as I fall to my knees. They don't quit however. They cut my chest open and mangle my
heart before my eyes. Then, I fall into the water and I can no longer see anything, move
anything and lastly hear anything. It's all over now. I guess, maybe. I was meant to be damaged
all my life.