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Bitter sugar.
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Chapter 1 - Past

All starting with brutal fists, fishing smell of acid. Setting flame on the dead Benny Grey.

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Ā It was Monday. The class president screamed the word teacher and ran back to his sit. He wipe the red lipstick that was smack on his face and tidy his uniform.

Ā Not forgetting to comb his hair he didn't even look at me.Ā 

Ā Annoying. I wink to another guy.

Ā Heels. it strikes hard to the ground causing a sent for attention. A pretty tan teen walked into the classroom.Ā 

Ā " Hello everyone." I'm Ali for South Africa, please take care of me." Voice stretch of her decent tone.

Ā Our eyes met.

Ā Wave of fear within me. I stared at the window as she smiled even bright ;revealing two set of dimples that was captivating.

Ā The boys gasp and the girls rush her to sit with them.

Ā I stared at the window. She was stare at me and I was staring at her.

Ā That Monday the teacher revealed two announcement. The field trips and then the girl.

Ā Ali Maxwell.

Ā I closed my eyes and then stared intensely at Ali like any rich spoiled brat would do. A school bully and the most popular girl on the cheerleader team.

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Ā Hansa street NO 120BĀ 

Ā Was a small alley of brinks that was deep and far stretch. The rat nuzzling his wrinkles ran away.

Ā The can kick made sounds, and the empty smell for the trap can gave a small.

Ā The kicks came brutally yet the victims was unmoved. Her soiled hair of eggs covered the face and her uniform dirty from my shoes and her blood.

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Ā It soiled my socks. My friends chuckled behind but the victim of my anger was unmoved.

Ā Benny count a the bills. It was 300box, she took 100 and toss it on the body.

Ā I don't know but I'm no more feel guilty. The friend behind stare at the bill that was less for the previous and then at each other.

Ā " Let go."Ā 

Ā We walked away.

Ā What no one knows was the camera and the vest hatred in the red shot eyes of the beaten.

Ā It vast into different shades of colours Different victims that would watch the abusers walk away.

Ā Looking at the money. Was it worth it?

Ā Every victim would slap off a ant that walks on them.