"The subsequent opposite of this concept is partially different from the concept itself..."
"Excuse me Mrs Johnson?" The guy raises his hand. "Doesn't saying the concept is an opposite already mean that it is completely different from the previously talked about topic?" He asks curiously.
"It does but I said partially different to provide further information that even though they are opposite and are different, the margin between the two is actually narrow. Do you understand...Mr...?"
"Fotia... KAFTI FORTIA!!"
School out:
"Okay people. Don't forget to write that essay on Human conservation " She tries to explain as students walk out not even paying attention to her. "A little hint on it- pay attention to both sides of the argument, I repeat ... Pay ... attention...to. Who am I kidding... It's going to be a rough Monday next week.
"Don't worry ma'am . I'm going to write the best essay you'll ever read this weekend!!!" Kafti shouts out and goes through the door. "I know you will my dear!!!" She responds with a smile.
Her smile fades and is replaced by a frown "*sigh*"
She looks around the room. SILENCE
She sits down on her desk and pulls out her phone.
(Hey sorry. I really wanted to come by but something came up) ---Malinda
( Hey!!! Crazy cat. That was a cool stunt last week. The thing is; my friend likes your friend . Can we get her number)---Paul.
*Sigh*
Home:
Kafti opens the door to his home:
"I'm home!!!" Silence "Right I live alone"
He goes up to his room ,throws his bag on the floor and grabs the baseball bat.
He goes to his backyard.
Backyard:
The backyard is filled with destructible objects.
kafti breaks the TV that looks like it's from the 80's.*smash*
He stops and swings the bat towards a glass window that's leaning on a broken washing machine"hyaaahh!!". *clink*
He kicks a hole into a wooden door*plank*
A few hours later
*Heavy breathing*
He looks around, proud of his work of art. Destructive art that is .
He throws the baseball bat back on his shoulder and leaves the site
*Rustle* *Rustle*
Kafti stops moving and looks back . "I thought I heard I heard something. It must have been my imagination. Or maybe an evil Dragon is in the bushes here to hunt me down." He starts moving again , laughing at his terrible joke.
*Rustle* *Rustle*
"Who's there?!!" He looks back. He's heart starts pounding faster than before.
A hollow man without a face approaches from the bushes holding a samurai sword.
"What...the...fu..."
The samurai swings his sword sideways. Almost cutting kafti . Kafti jumps back in time but falls to the ground.
"Ahh!!! wait!!" He holds his hands out in defense.
The samurai swings sideways; this time he lands a hit.
*SLASH*
Fingers fall off.
Kafti's eyes widen at the sight of his gory hand.
"Ahhhhhhh!!" Kafti gets up and runs as fast as he can to his house. He bangs through the door; with the only hand that still has his lovely fingers, he locks the door.
He runs upstairs and falls. He gets up and sprints again. He gets to his bedroom door and falls again. He gets up and runs towards his bed.
He opens his drawer and wraps one of his boxers on his left hand as fast as he can. He tightens the knot with his teeth.
Kafi falls to the ground but this time kafti does not get up.