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In Midst of Hawkish Cruelty

-Inspired by a true story in Korea  
In Korea, it is very common for a  young child and teenagers to have a after-school "school" that usually lasts from end of regular school, till 8-9 p.m  
this story happens to be of a 9 yr old girl on her way back
 
 
 
 
Eerie night, moon strikes high  
A cold December breeze, 8 o'clock  
Little girl age of nine  
Walks alone,the street of fright  
Dim-lit street lights  
No other seems about  
In her red book bag, and brown coat  
She skips along way back home  
It has been a long day!  
The after school always a pain  
A Friday night,hot cocoa awaits!  
Hop along to cup of delight  
Day is done, away she goes!  
 
But oh, did you notice that shadowed figure?  
Hiding way behind  
Following your footsteps?  
 
Past the store, restaurants and building  
Ahead  
a drunken old man  
grey haired, greasy clothes  
In rugged tone he speaks:  
 
"Why are you out so late dear girl?"  
 
A fearsome creature he is, yet she speaks  
in broken words, her vulnerability so clear:  
 
"I...I have after school classes dear sir....  
it is normal these days, kind sir...  
it ends late, now I shall head home."  
 
She starts off quickly paced  
then a TUG!  
He grabs her arm  
 
A sly smile across his face  
rotten breath, crooked teeth:  
 
"Dear girl, I am afraid  
this old hag do not wish to let you go."  
 
She trembles  
his hold seemed tight despite his age  
she was only a helpless 9 yr old  
his tight squeeze begin to hurt  
 
"Please let go mister, I do not know what you mean, I must go!"  
 
Attempts to scream, he covers her mouth  
he whispers in her ears  
grabs her entirely  
 
"You see that bathroom over there?"  
 
He takes her  
Squirming, escaping useless  
 
In the public restroom they arrive  
men's stall  
unsanitary  
 
A nasty smile,hoarse voice yelps:  
"If you scream my  dear  
 I swear I'll kill you."  
 
Then he strips  
clothing to shreds  
lays her bare on dirty tiles  
enters her with cruelty  
bears her in  
rough and coarse  
 
Unable to scream... tears drip in agony  
His monstrosity shocks her very being  
 
Once he stops, dripped of insanity  
 
"Oh no dear, don't you think I'm done"  
 
He grabs the filthy toilet un-clogger  
exits her entrance  
places the plunger  
on her violated fragility  
 
"Don't you think it's  fun??  
 
He plunges, in and out  
each time she screams  
in horror, the torment  
cries and cries then faints at the view:  
 
Her intestines laid bare on the floor  
her guts, her own  
parts of the digestive system  
 
She survived, but life is in shreds  
Live a life of abnormality and accused whore  
A monster...  
 
Only a five year sentence was paid  
... that sick old bastard
Written by SourMelon0313 (H)
Published | Edited 6th Dec 2017
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