Vindicta

"Serves you right for a freak like you HAHAHAHA"

"Wow you look gorgeous with that mud on your face, it suits for a trash like you
HAHAHAHAHA"
I stand up and run as far as I could making their voices turned into whispers till everything went
silent. As I lifelessly walk along the empty hallways, staring blankly on the floor, I've reached
the comfort room. I washed my face and silently cried. This is the third day I've been transferred
to this school and all I got was humiliation and wounds. I was happy because I can finally go
outside after all that I have been through and move to a new place where no one knows me. But I
didn't know that more and more pain will come in my way. It's as if the whole world's problems
where being thrown at me. I looked on the mirror and stare at my own reflection. I see a
worthless girl with a huge cut in her lips. As I take off my jacket, more and more bruises were
showing off on my arm. More tears starts to fall in my eyes but suddenly, a loud sound echoes
the whole comfort room. I looked around and saw two girls and a guy on the door, blocking my
path preventing me from running away. The guy pushed me on the wall and punch my stomach
so I can't fight back. I groaned in pain and my vision went blur and the next thing that I knew,
the girl is slapping me on my cheeks while the guy is holding me in place. "How'd you like it
freak? Does it hurt? Aww you can't feel pain, you're a freak" She said with a mocking tone and
then spits on me. The other girl looks into my bag and breaks everything inside it including my
phone which was thrown almost beside me. I screamed stop but they just laugh at me. I cried but
those pain made them happy. What did I even do to them? What did I do to deserve all of this?
They finally stopped beating me and stepped backwards, still laughing at my helpless state. My
knees and bruised lips were trembling. Swallowing a huge lump on my dried throat, I gathered
some strength even if it is so obvious that I'm so weak and helpless. "Please, I'm begging you,
please stop this." I clasped my hands together, hoping that this time they will listen to me. But I
was wrong. The girl with long hair slowly steps towards me, her lips curved into a fake smile.
When she's finally some inches closer to me, she bent down and whispered in my right ear, "We
will stop but we have just one condition.." she trailed her fingers on my hair, petting it as she
talks, "Kneel and bow down on us, HAHAHAHAHAHA" They beat me every day, their
reasons? It's just for their fun. They are really pleased to see me struggling, begging and crying.
Yet, here I am, still weak and helpless. I just let them do whatever they want to do. I finally
accepted my own fate. That maybe I'm cursed, maybe I did something bad to deserve this
treatment. "Ma, how's papa?" I smiled as soon as I received a call from my mother. I'm currently
walking through the silent hallway. Some students got home already since its 6pm. "Still, he's
not waking up dear." an obviously sad tone came from my mother's lips. I sighed as I walk, the
sounds of my shoes clacking through the floor are the only sounds surrounding the hallway. "Just
wait for me Ma I'm on my way home" I feel so happy because this is the first time since my first
day to go home early. Actually this day is so weird, the bullies didn't show up to me, and that
made happy. I already hung up the call and skipped my way...but my heartbeat suddenly beat fast
when I heard some clacking of shoes behind me. I already had a strange feeling and that made
me scared. Even if I felt someone is following me, I didn't turn my back. I walked as fast as I
could. "I just want to go home safely" I whispered as a tear dropped from my left eye, fear
engulfed my whole being. "Well well well caramel, where do you think you're going sweetie?" I
stopped walking when I saw a silhouette. Two silhouettes to be exact. I tried to step backwards
but as soon as I stepped my right foot, I felt a strong hand grasps my hair, making me yelp in
surprise. I was right, they're the bullies. They dragged me to the nearest comfort room, their
usual and favorite place wherein they hurt me. "HAHAHAHA did she really think that we will
not hurt her today?" the tall girl with short hair scoffed. The guy was still grasping my hair, I
cried loudly because of the pain. His grasp is so strong that I can feel my hair strands being
harshly pulled from my scalp. The two girls are laughing while they're slapping me. The guys is
holding me in place so that I can't fight back to them. As if I can fight back, I'm too scared to
fight back. The two girls continued to punch and slap me. I can feel my lips are bleeding again.
"Aww she's so helpless HAHAHAHA " I can't do anything but to cry since I don't have the
courage to fight back. I thought about my father, my comatose father. He's always been my
superhero. He protects me to the children who are also hurting me when I was a kid. But right
now, my father can't show up and protect me.....he can't save me this time. They stopped beating
me and decided to leave me laying on the cold, dirty floor. My phone that is laying few inches
away from me suddenly rings. I tried to move my bloody and bruised hand to reach my phone. I
winced at the pain but I manage to endure it. I pressed the "answer" button as soon as I reached
my broken phone. A heavy breathing from the other line welcomed me. "M-mama?" I muttered,
trying my best to sound normal despite of my state right now. There another silence from the
other line and that made me worried. "Ma what happened?" my heart beats fast again but this
time it's because of my mother who doesn't response to my questions. "You told me you're on
your way home" she finally speaks. "Ma, I'm sor---" I tried to explain my side but she interrupt
me ".....Your father is gone" As soon as those statements slipped out of her mouth, I felt my
whole being became numb. I felt a very painful pinch in my heart. My already red eyes due from
crying earlier automatically watered. My tears seems like racing with each other as they flow
down rapidly. I heard my mother sobs, she's also crying from the other line. I stared blankly at
the ceiling. My father, my superhero, the only man whom I trusts, the only man who protects me
from the bullies since I was a kid is now dead. Bullies suddenly, the image of the bullies who are
the causes of my struggles came into my mind. It is because of them my skin is covered with
bruises and wounds. It is because of them, I became weaker than ever. It is because of them, I
didn't get home early to visit my father. It is because of them, I didn't see my father before his
last breath. It is because of them. All of a sudden my vision became dark, my bruised and
bloody lips curved into a smirk. "I will kill you all". "I heard that your father died last week."
Luiz said as she play with my hair, as usual, these three bullies dragged me again to beat me. I
allowed them since it is part of my plan. My heart clenched as I heard about my father. "That
must be the reason why she was absent the whole week." Erie continued. A tear left from my
right eye. I'm sorry papa but I have to do this. I want them to suffer like how they made me
suffer. "How does it feel to lose your father, weirdo?" Erie asked then laughed. I didn't answer
them, instead, I stared at them intently. "Whoah what's with that stare huh?" Luiz came closer to
me and she grasps my hair tightly. "Tsk it seems like she wants to fight us back." Dred stated as
he lean on the wall. Luiz started to slap me again and I took that chance to pull out my pocket
knife and stab her right at where her heart locates. Dred and Erie were shocked at my sudden
action. Luiz was clutching at her wounded chest that's why she didn't notice me standing up. I
gripped her hair tightly and sliced her neck. Erie screamed as she saw how I killed her friend
while Dred being the silent guy he is seems like he was stoned on his place, he can't move his
own feet due to shock. Erie ran to the door escape but the door and totally locked. "Did you
forget it Erie? The lock is broken. We're locked together in this room. Isn't it amazing?
HAHAHAHAHA" Erie finally cried, fear is evident in her face. "YOU'RE A DEMON" she
screamed across the room. "HOW DARE YOU KILL HER?" "Ah. You know what? I really
hate your voice. Your voice makes me want to stab your mouth and watch as blood trickles from
it." I grinned as I wipe the knife that is full of blood on my clothes. I really love how Erie looks
right know. Her face that is full of fear and it is because of me. "DRED WHY ARE YOU NOT
DOING ANYTHING? KILL HER" I finally realized that Dred is already at my back but I'm
quicker than he thought, I turned around and stab his eye. "AAAAAAHHH" he screamed as he
touched his bloody left eye while he steps backwards, away from me. Since he can hardly see
due to his bleeding eye, I walked to him and stab him repeatedly. Rich blood splashes to my face
and clothes. I didn't stop stabbing him until he lose his breath. Erie was crying across the room
while trembling. Her two friends are now dead and she's the only one left. I smirked as I stood
up. My clothes and hands are bloody. I faced her and grins, pleased because she is trembling in
fear. "Please, Lyric, please, I-I'm sorry for what we have done. Look, I'm really sincere this time.
Please don't kill me. I'm begging you." I can't help but to laugh at her words. It feels so good to
hear her begging for her life. She's literally begging me not to kill her. "I just want to ask a
question Erie, remember those times that I begged to you, did you all listen to me?" Erie became
silent. "NO! You made fun of me." I grip the knife tighter. "Because of you I didn't have a
chance to see my father for the last time. And now you're begging me not to kill you?" I walked
closer to her. "Just think about Luiz and Dred. You have to reunite with your friends." Erie
squeezed her eyes shut. "HELP! HELP ME!" she cried, that only made me grin widely. "There's
no one here except for us sweetie." While she was screaming for help, I took that chance to run
and stab her at her mouth. Just like how I imagined earlier. I deepened the knife on her mouth
until her muffled noise can only be hear throughout the room. I watched how blood flows out
from her mouth as she coughs out some of it. She sucked up her last breath and her lifeless body
dropped at the bloody floor. Morning came and I was greeted by the students running to a certain
room in the building. I heard about the three students being brutally killed at the school's comfort
room. The parents of the victims finally came and as soon as they saw their child's body they
instantly became hysterical. "Someone said the school's janitor killed them." "I have also thought
that the janitor killed them." "I've heard that he has some mental problems." "He was already
taken by the police earlier." I shrugged my shoulders and decided to go straight to my classroom
while grinning. This day is the best. Poor janitor, he was accused of the crime he didn’t commit.
Title: "Vindicta"
Genre: Horror, Mystery
Characters:
Lyric - new student; a girl who's really silent and easily bullied because she's so fragile.
Luiz - one of the bullies who always hurt Lyric; best friend of Erie and Dred.
Erie - one of the bullies who's rich and uses her money to manipulate her victims; best friend of
Luiz and Dred.
Dred - he just a silent guy; he was influenced by Erie and Luiz.
Setting: School
Theme: Bullying, Murder, Revenge
Plot:
Exposition: Lyric was transfered to a new school in order to have a new environment, hoping
that no one will ever hurt her again.
Rising Action: The bullies frequently hurt her for the sake of their own fun. They hurt her in
every ways they want. She was being hurt physically and verbally.
Climax:
Lyric didn't have the chance to see her dying father because the bullies blocked her way home.
Her father died and she thought about killing the bullies to have a revenge.
Falling Action:
The bullies made fun of her as usual. They even made fun about her father's death and that
triggered her to kill them instantly. She killed them brutally in the same room where they also
hurt her.
Denouement:
Morning came and the dead bodies were found. The innocent janitor was being accused of the
crime because according to the students, he has mental problems where in fact those were just a
misconceptions. On the other side, Lyric was so happy because no one will ever hurt her again.
Moral: Be careful who you mess with and don’t underestimate the capabilities of the person you
are messing with