The Perfect Murder-Part 1


I wrote this story about a month ago, but thanks to playing a lot of Borderlands 2 the past two weeks, never got the time to post anything new or even type. This story is sort of Inspired by Batman, Alfred Hitchcock movies and various other murder mystery novels by Agatha Christie. Was originally titled Untitled-#4 but then found a better tittle(will post #3 later. Its big)

The bell rang. Everyone ran out of the school. All the children, short, tall, black, white ran out into the heat to the ice-cream truck. The line in front of it kept on growing. As it kept on growing, a boy walked from beside it, wearing a white t-shirt and cargo pants.
His head was lowered. His walk was unconfident. Walking forward, his shoulder hit the shoulder of another person.
“I’m I’m s, s, sorry”, he stuttered as he moved a few paces back and his face turned white.
“It’s ok”, the person replied in a very confident and friendly tone. As he came closer to the boy, the boy moved the closest part of his body away from him, signaling him to not come close.
As he walked on, his sweat attracted a fly. He waved his hands to shoo the fly away. Moving away from the fly, he moved backwards, his bag hitting something. Startled, he turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was a pole.
“Hahahaha….” a rather muscular boy about his age laughed. “Can’t even kill a fly. Look at him”, he laughed all the while poking fun at him.
The boy, however, kept to his own.
“Stop it”, the girl standing beside him said. A gorgeous girl, she waved at the boy and shouted “Hi!”.
The boy, looking up, finding it difficult to maintain eye contact, made a slow wave and a barely audible hello as a reply. Shying away, he continued on his previous path.
Later, when he opened the door to his house, he shouted to let his mother know he was back, in a rather confident and loud voice.
“Welcome home son’, his mother replied in a sweet, soft voice. “How was your day?”
“Productive”, he replied.
“Your initiation draws closer son. You know, in order to be true member of our clan, you must commit the perfect murder”, his mother added in a lecturing, angry voice.
“I know mother. That’s why I have been acting a bit scared lately. Haven’t you noticed?” he said with a sly smile.
His mother smiled back, and the boy proceeded deeper into the house.


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