One time I was at school, and this fat kid called me an "idiot."
I shoved him, and he fell backwards onto a pregnant woman. She started bleeding and crying all over the place. Fat kid gets up, and he's like "what do you think you are doing?"
Next thing I know, fat kid has pulled a little folding knife on me, and starts trying to stab me with it. He thrusts past my face, but I catch his hand, and snap his elbow. The bone had pierced through the skin. Fat kid falls on the ground, wailing.
Pregnant lady had gone, crying out for security (my school has a few security guards, mostly to keep unauthorised visitors out). I can see where she went because of the noticeable trail of blood. So I give chase. I don't want to get in trouble.
Pregnant lady is going up the stairs. I push her over, and she breaks her nose on the step. So she rolls over and starts screaming for help. I punch her in the face until it's not recognisable. She goes into shock and starts convulsing. I laugh at her suffering for a minute, until I realise security has arrived. I didn't know they had guns until that day, by the way.
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