Thank You

A boy and his father lived alone in a small house. The boy's farther abused him constantly. When the boy did as he was told, the father would still beat him. When the boy did what he was told not to do, the father ignored him. His life seemed like misery.

When he went to school all the other children beat him. He did as everyone told him. He did it without question. One day a student told him to beat another student. He responded with saying, "What? You want me to say thank you to him?" The other student didn't understand what he ment, he just told him that he was a weirdo.

The next day everyone ignored him. He couldn't stand it. With no one seemingly talking to him, or beating him, he just yelled, "Why do you ignore me? What did I do?" All the students just kept ignoring him. They saw this was a way to actualy bully him. He never thought being beaten was a punishment.

The next day he walked into school early. He was not covered in his normal bruises and welts. He was dressed in a plain black t-shirt and plain black dress pants. A student walked up to him and said, "Your dad finally stopped beating you?" He responded with, "Beating me? He was thanking me!" Quickly he pulled a a straight edge razor and slit the other students throat. Crimson shot out of the shocked students neck.

He yelled, "Why do you no longer thank me? What did I do? I must now give you the greatest thanks, by dragging my knife across your neck."

All the students tried to run and hide from him. He was swinging his straight edge razor at any poor victims throat. Nobody he saw was safe, teachers fell, students fell, everyone fell. One poor student hid within his own locker, hoping to escape.

The student thought he was safe from him.

He died hearing these last words.

"Thank You."