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Sunday, March 28, 2010
Time: Sunday, March 28, 2010
Title: -

10:47am

Monday




Nov 2003.
The young boy stood there.
Fear seized him.
His enemy's eyes, blazed with hatred.
It was what the boy did and how the enemy retaliated that made things this way.
Knowing that he was going to get a beating, he embraced himself for it.
Blows were thrown at him.
The boy could not do a thing, no where to run.
Helpless.
The boy accepted every blow.
The boy fell.


March 2010.
The same boy, although a little older waited there.
There was no fear at all.
He knew what his enemy was capable of.
And what he was capable of.
It was how the enemy had retaliated before that made him respond in such a way now.
7 years has passed.
The enemy arrived.
The boy stood up..

No words were being exchanged.

30 seconds passed.
Everything was over.


Justice. Revenge.





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