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In my second year at junior high school, I, Aoi Ohnishi, 13 years old, killed two people. One in the summer break, another in the winter break. The first weapon was malice, and battle-axe for the second time.
After an argument, she murdered her big brother by stabbing his belly several times with a kitchen knife. She explained “I was ordered and beaten [by my brother].”
Shizuka's wrist and took the knife from her easily. She screamed with pain and
tried to escape. But his knife aims at Shizuka's pale, thin neck instantly.
I grasp tightly on the
handle of the axe. My legs are shaking,
and I can't move. It won't move at all.
Suddenly, the axe felt
lighter. Just like that, I lift the axe and run towards Koichiro. From behind,
I plunge his back with an axe. But it didn't hit well and the blade slipped to
the side. Koichiro slowly turns around and glares at me. His eyes are glowing.
Koichiro walks towards
me and aims his knife. I swing my axe towards the knife. I can see the back of
Shizuka running away. Part of me wanting her to run, and another part of me
screaming help to her. I begin to weep as my feelings mixed up.
Koichiro twists the
handle of my battle-axe. My wrist got twisted and sprained. I shrieked and
dropped my axe. He takes the axe and coming towards me. I ran and tripped as my
leg got tangled.
I turn around as lying
down, I see Koichiro smiling with his axe up above. What a brutal face. This severe face, that's different from a child's 'battle-mode.' I couldn't
But Koichiro stopped
moving. The axe still in the
air, putting his big smile, and still.
Not knowing what had
happened, I kept sitting down and looked up at the adult's face. I saw the anger and
sadness dwell in his eyes.
Shizuka was standing
behind him. She was holding the
knife that he dropped before. She's also shivering and crying.
She's trying to say,
"go to hell," but her voice disappears before she could finish her
The knife was thickly
covered with fresh blood.
In this gray world,
only the knife was shining ominously with vibrant colors.
There's red blood
coming out like she twisted the faucet on Koichiro's back.
It's the color of sin.
The color of violence.
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