《Tanaya Lineart》Tanaya Repeats History (ish)
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Tanaya was leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette. A kid named Collin and another kid named When looked at the strange male. “Who’s that?” Collin whispered. “How the F**k am I supposed to know? Your social one!” Ellen whispered back. another kid named Laz walked over to Tanaya. “Sup. I’m Laz.” He said. Collin continued to smoke and vape. Ellen was being pestered by a few of the popular boys to try a smoke, she was scared as f**k , being just a small innocent baby of the group. Tanaya sighed and walked over to her and pulled her out of the way and glared daggers at the others. Ellen looked at the person, feeling relieved slightly. The boys didn’t back off, being the teenage asses they were. “F**k off.” They told him.
Tanaya pulled her behind him, crunched the cigarette underneath his foot and walked up to them, still glaring at them. He punched one of them in the face. Ellen sighed. Another f**king fight. Yay. the boys all immediately showed their way to punch and kick at him, not liking that he wasn’t being obedient to them. He rolled his eyes at them and knocked most of them unconscious by punching them, he flipped a few of them over his shoulder, breaking their ribs in the process. He broke a few of their shins when they had landed on the ground, enabling them to get up, He broke their spines with the heel of his foot and smashed their hands broken by stepping on them.
Ellen was frightened to death at what she witnessed. She didn’t like this and called the cops. She feared for her classmates lives. The boys groaned in pain, a few begged for mercy. A few boys kept fighting, wanting to save their classmates.
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He rolled his eyes at their pleas. He walked over to ellen and ‘looked’ down at her. He was blind. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. He took the phone from her and hung up on the cops. He stared at her a moment before shaking his head. He then patted her on the head. He placed a finger to his lips as if telling her to stay silent.
Ellen looked scared and cowered away from the male slightly, looking at her classmates. Even her friend Krissey had been hurt. They were just trying to protect the others. She shook in her spot, being the only one in her class alive and the only one who hadn’t run away at this point due to fear. The male walked up to her and looked down at her current state. He felt a bit sad for her. “You… okay?” He growled out from his voice not being used in a while.
Ellen froze, not feeling safe. Well, duh. She was always supposed to feel safe with her friends. But they all had just been beaten to a pulp. She shook her head slightly to answer his question. Her breath shook. She took another glance at her classmates. He sighed at her and broke a window, which sounded an alarm that didn’t bother him. He grabbed Ellen’s backpack and handed it to her.
He went back over to the window then turned back to her. He looked at her, as if studying her. He gave her a quick nod and said, “Your safe now.” Before jumping out the window. Before teachers even had a chance of arriving at the classroom door.
He then ran off into the woods to his home.
Where he was safe.
Although the story did make the local news the next morning, and the police found a bunch of dead bodies, they never uncovered who had committed the crime. Weeks after the crime was committed, he began to visit the little girl, and watch her, from the. Back. patio. Doors. He would often leave her little notes like, “Hello, Ellen-” and, “I’ll see you soon, kid.” although he was waiting for the right time to finish what he started. He smiled to himself at the thought, of his next meal, the message had turned clear to him,
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Had gotten away with
Murder.
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