User:The.frikin.killer.bro

BONE SNATCHER

So, this is what I know of what happened to me. If you're looking for some happy ending look over there, not here. My name is bone snatcher, or, properly speaking, I'm Jak Bones. I'm 13 and I just died. I personally hate wasting time so I'm going to get to the point.

One month ago, I was new to the town and I was not on board with the idea to move to a town from the city. I missed the apartment we used to live in. This house was shit and my room was fucked up. Luckily I was tired so I could relax. That evening, as I went to sleep, I kept having this headache. It was different than a normal headache. It didn't feel like it was hurting my skull but more like my brain. It was buzzing. Not hard but still, it hurt. The next day, it buzzed all the time but more lightly then the previous day. You. Know how after you run alot, you can have the ability to feel your heart on your face? Well it was pretty close.

As I walked back from school in the really late evening, it was raining in buckets and there was not on single star in the sky. I passed an alley. It was long, dark and appantly habbited. There was some guy inside. The guy was hooded and freaky. He began to walk towards me. I wanted to walk but my legs were frozen. When he was nothing more than a foot away from me, he yanked his hood of and asked for some change. I took a deep breath of relief and gave him some change. When I turned around a policeman was there and before I could react: he knocked me out.

As soon as I woke up, I was handcuffed to a table in a police station questioning room. I could feel blood dripping from my nose and the headache was much worse than before. I let out a long groan of pain untill a buisnessman walked in, sat down, put his papers down and simply said "why?". I had no idea what he was talking about so that's what I said. "Why do you work with him? Why TH FUCK did you get him out of jail." He stood up and continued. "Do you have any idea how long it took us to find him back?" Tears were dripping down my face "But I didn't do a thing. Who are you talking about???" "THAT FUCKING GUY YOU WERE TALKING TO!!!" "Him? I-...I was giving him change because I thought he was a beggar." So he told me in that stupid smarty pants voice "what's your alibi then?" I was definitely woried but mostly anoyed now. "I DON'T KNOW? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW???" "How are WE? You want us to get the prisoner to tell us if you were involved?" "YES" i said. Then the guy from the alley steped in. "You," he said to the prisoner "is this the guy that helped you out of prison?" I stared at the guy. I could see him much better now. He had long brown hair and a teenage face. "Yup, that's him" I mouthed to him "what?" And he grined back unpleasantly. "Well," said the lawer, I guess that you can get back to prison. Both of you."

The next thing I knew was that I was walking past such a fuckload of prison cells that I couldn't see the end. As I walked down that corridor, my headache was so bad that I was shouting in agony. The litteraly HURLED me into a cell with the alley guy, this guy had lots of explaining to do. "WHAT THE HELL HUH??? I HELPED YOU OUT??? YOU BITCH! YOU ASS! ARRRGHGGGG!!!!!" I was so pissed of with the alley guy but I was so tired and was in so much agony that I couldn't bother to argue. I just went to sleep.

As soon as I woke up, the first thing I saw was: alley guy. The first thing I felt was: a punch from alley guy. I fell to the floor spitting blood. "That was for getting me into this" he punched me again. "Oh, IIIII got you into this?" He kicked me again and again untill everything changed I felt the headache stop and my heartbeat to and I said "your time is done" and I turned around revealing him a pair of lava eyes. Alley guy stepped back in fear. My skin befan pealing of my bones untill I was nothing but a skeleton, or, at least, I was cloaked by a dark fire and began to walk up. I pinted my hand at him and began walking towards him. I put my hand against his chest and digged through his chest. His eyes burned with pain and fear untill his flesh aahed away imediatly revieling only a burning pile of wasted bones. I laughed and hovered through the cell bars and prison walls. I smelled the fresh air and I want blood