Arnold
Many years ago was a boy called Arnold. He wasn’t really popular at school, but still had two friends; Mark and Jeff. These two folks were pretty much the exact opposite of each other; as Mark was tall and skinny, loving sports and shy, Jeff was short, fat, loving video games and and talkative. Everytime they were seeing Arnold approaching, they always exclaimed ‘’Hey, it’s Arnold!’’ in chorus.
Arnold was shy, much more than Mark. He used to be always scared to talk to someone unknown because he arrived to new school. Some were even bashing or mocking him. His Teacher, Ms. Heinz was also rude and shitty with him but still, despite this and, his timidity, had luck to find his two friends, purely by fortuity. They were inseparable pals, and were always playing and talking together.
It should be mentioned that Mark and Jeff were also hypocrites. When Arnold wasn’t around, they kept talking in his back. ‘’Have you seen Arnold’s T-shirt?’’ taunted Mark.
-Yeah.
-LOL.
-Even my grandmother has nicer looking cloths.
-AH! Knew you would say that, Mark.
-A Roblox T-shirt: come on!
-Ah ah.
-Man, roblox sucks
-Yeah.
-I can’t believe Arnold play that crap.
-I assume mediocre games attracts mediocre people too. Call of duty is much cooler.
-Hey Jeff, remember last day when Arnold walked in a pile of sh…
That time, in the school’s playground, Arnold was actually nearby… and heard everything. Shocked, he walked in their direction. ‘’Let me tell you WHO are the ‘’mediocre people’’ right now; the two hypocrites MORONS!’’ he screamed. His wrath transcended his timidity.
-Hey, it’s… Arnold! said the slender boy. Uh, well, it’s uuuuh, because… you know…
Mark did not know what to reply to him.
-Wait, said Arnold, …were you talking in my back all this time?
Jeff was perplexed and, knowing Arnold my not forgive them, just pushed even deeper the rant.
-Well, if you would not be that tasteless, you might have deserved to be treated with a bit of respect.
The other kid trumped with ‘’respect… a word that could, even then, hardly be applied to your stupid face.’’.
Arnold was mad. He always thought they were actual… friends! He screamed an insult and ran away. As the school bell announced the end of the day. He never actually had friends. They were only two stinky, hypocrites and rotten piles of crap, he told to himself. He was angered and slammed the door of his house while entering it. Her mother was upset. Arnold told him how he has been betrayed. He then went to computer and chatted with some people. People that were actually, nice to him, he thought. He was still very angry that his only ‘’friends’’ were online people. He had no friends in real life. He went to sleep, sad and depressed.
Next morning was saturday. He and his family were going to the mall. Her mother thought it would be a nice idea to help him to change his mind. Arnold liked that mall, and even bringed some change on him. He was hoping it was gonna be a great day. It was sunny outside, and he decided to not really think about two hypocrite jackass called respectively Mark and Jeff. Suddenly, he heard a loud horn. Before he could even react or notice what was even happening, the car brutally hit a large tanker truck. It then went outside the road and fell in a small ravine nearby…
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-Arnold was a great boy, said the priest. He was very creative and loved his family before that fatidic day…. they all perished in a tragic accident, hit by a truck and fell in a ravine. They were good and lovely people. Their death won’t be forgotten, and they’re probably up there, in heaven, and…
The small audience was listening to the old cleric during the funeral ceremony. Mark and Jeff, although they were kinda sinful for this incident, still came to he obsequies, guilty of shitting on Arnold before his death. ’’Man… I don’t feel good’’ said Jeff.
-I’m just… so sorry, Arnold.
They left some flowers on his grave and went away.
Next monday, Arnold still went to school…
No one was expecting them, especially two fools; Mark and Jeff…
As the loud speaker announced Arnold’s late late arrival, no one even believed a single second it was possible. Even the woman talking was shivering. She even called the police and announced he was… alive? Arnold went to his classroom. ‘’Hey, it’s Arnold’’ said the two shills, stunned. In fact, everybody was stunned. Arnold was NOT normal: his skin was pale and his cloths were teared.The teacher did not dare give him a ‘’ticket’’ because he arrived late. Ms. Heinz simply said: ‘’Arnold?’’. He looked slowly in her direction. She then said ‘’Aren’t you dead?’’. He did not react. She took a deep Breath breath and, surprisingly, went back to her old attitude to exclaim: ‘’You’re late. Take that ticket.’’. The boy grabbed a pencil. Ms. Heinz went angry and told him to drop it ‘’RIGHT NOW’’. Rather than obeying her, he, behind everyone, stabbed the teacher in the neck, killing her. All the other student were horrified.
They ran outside the classroom. The murderous kid sharpen his pencil again and took in chase Mark and Jeff. In full panic and ignoring what to do, they hid in the bathroom. Arnold slammed the door and entered. He said ‘’fools, You killed my fate and bringed death to my whole family. I’m already dead, but you will follows. Taste what it feels to be destroyed by the inside.’’. He murdered both Mark and Jeff by stabbing their very heart. The first folk attempted to fight back and the second one to escape, but both failed to the killer specter. After the assassination, he let the two corpses draining their blood in the sink.
The police went fast after the three murders have also been reported. We never knew what happened this day. Arnold has never been seen again.
It is said that, if you go to school St-Anselm in Montreal, go to the boys bathroom at the second floor at night and listen in the rusty pipes of the sinks, you may hear ‘’Hey, it’s Arnold!’’.
