There I was, laying on the cold hard ground surrounded by a pool of my own blood. A few moments ago I couldn’t feel anything more than the agonizing pain radiating throughout my whole body. But now... I couldn’t feel anything anymore, except the slow beat of my dying heartbeat, it was very faint but at least I knew I was still alive.

The world around me soon began to turn black, fading away slowly right before my eyes. Then from the corner of my eye I could see him getting closer and closer to me.

I was quickly losing consciousness as he got closer to me. I could feel his steps getting closer and closer. With the little strength I had, I rose my eyes up to him. I could barely comprehend his words. But as weak as I was, I could see his the pure hatred gleaming from his eyes. A hated so pure it was like I could see a black aura surrounded his very being.

“Foolish pest, this is what you get for meddling” he said as he got closed and kicked me on my rib.

“Ahhh!” I cried in pain.

“Oh sorry. Did that hurt you?” He said as he leaned close to my face and then repulsively spit on me.

“Agh” I tried to wipe the spit of my face but I could barely move my right arm. It was broken for good.

“Awww… Did you really think I've have sympathy towards trash like you? You're not even human you piece of sh*t! You and the others disgust me” he said as he turned away from me as he walked over to what seemed to be my dad's lifeless body.

“Please… Leave him alone…” I pleaded.

“Why? He's already dead” said the sick bastard as he kicked my dad.

“Please stop…”

“Please stop, bo ho. All of this is your fault you know! But don't worry…” he lowered his hand to his pocket pulling out a gun. “It’ll all be over soon...” he then pointed the gun it at me.

How did I let this get this far? It's all my fault… I should have listen…

“Any last words?…”

I heard a click.

This is it… it ends here…

I closed my eyes as I heard him pull the trigger and suddenly memories started to flow in front of me. As if I was watching a movie. One by one memories started flashing back all up to the that moment… that’s when it all started…

This isn't a story of how I died but the retelling of the lie I lived.