The intruder
By : Patrick Augello

It 's Midweek. The rack up day of the week. Also known as the day where I make the twenty dollar bill minute drive with my stride mother, Lisa, up to Dr. Levinowitz 's authority to discuss my job. After the incident, my injury, along with the medical bills and stress, wrenched my kinsfolk apart. My biological mother committed self-destruction after seeing her treasured girl 's mangled face. well, mangled body really. She could n't handle the worked up pain, so she took it upon herself to drink half a bottle of blanching agent followed by a handle of vodka.

Lisa is a great woman, really. She means well, and she helped my father mend his intermit heart in the years following everything that happened. However, she 's not a replacement. She does n't sustain the same voiced face and my same promising green optic that my mother had. As she helped me out of the car and into my black leather wheelchair, I could n't help but use up a glimpse at the disappoint soapbox where my legs should be. What I would give to look at somebody face to face again. I shrugged off the estimate, as I usually do, disregarding it as a feeble fantasy ; a dream to never come true.

'' I 'll see you in an hr, Nicole. '' Said Lisa with a reassuring tone as she turned her back on me and Dr. Levinowitz.

'' So, nicole, lets start with these nightmares that you ca n't appear to get rid of. '' Said Dr. Levinowitz in his pro, New York Jewish emphasis. He spoke with a kind of boredom, as if I was just another patient role to him. Another sad 18 year old girl. I wondered why I even still came to see him, remembering that it was because of my undying want to see my father felicitous, and the sole way to do that was to pretend that I was getting better ; that I was happy too.

'' They 're the same every single night, Dr. I see that horrible man 's look in everything I do. ``

The room seemed to spin around me as I began to recollect my dream to Dr. Levinowitz. They were always an exact recollection of the result of that notorious day. A variety of speech sound, emotions, the everlasting spiritualist and public press attending. I seemed to go into a trance as my eye unfocussed and my subconscious nous spilled its well-known secrets to the man sitting in forepart of me.

It was a normal, dreary april Monday morning at Clifton Heights senior high school school. I was only a freshman at the sentence, awkward, and lonesome. I sported big, shaggy hair, a solid unibrow, and had a bit of a weight problem. I had one champion, named marissa, and she had been acting quite distant lately. She never really wanted to be seen with me, always fearing that she 'd be looked upon as `` uncool '' by the democratic kids for hanging out with the biggest loser in school.

As I walked down the hallway towards my first period of time bod class, I saw him. Evan cranshaw, the most beautiful specimen of male one could ask for. He had big, broad shoulders, gross teeth, brilliant electric automobile blue middle, and arms the size of my second joint. His hair was a bit robustious, but that just made him even more irresistible.

I followed him into class, preparing myself to succumb to the never-ending bore of Ms. Greene 's voice, knowing that within five minutes I will have disconnected myself completely from the course material to fantasise about the flawless man sitting two hind end to the right of me.

As this predicted scenario unfolded, I found myself slipping deeply and mysterious into my daydreams, until it seemed that zilch could draw me out. Nothing except the speech sound of the loudspeaker system crackleware on.

'' Please support for the pledge of fealty. '' Said the distaff voice tiredly. I followed lawsuit as everybody rose to their pes. `` I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United State Department of America. '' nobody chanted the familiar assurance along with her except me. Typical. `` And to the republic, for which it- ... '' The part broke off, and was followed by a bloodcurdling screaming. `` PLEASE DO N'T. PLEASE. NO. OH MY GOD assistant ME ARGH -- ... ''

'' EVERYBODY GET INTO THE corner OF THE ROOM. NOW ! ! '' Yelled Ms. Graham Greene, her phonation crackling with fear. As everybody huddled into the recession, I noticed that Ms. Henry Graham Greene forgot to shut up the doorway. Before I could say something, the handle rattled, and the doorway swung undetermined to let on a man cloaked in midnight disastrous, with a ski mask over his face. He stood at about 6 feet tall, a solid 6 inch taller than myself. I trembled with fear as he reached into his pocket and produced a hand gun from its depths.

'' Well well well. seem at we have here ! This is going to be as easily as shooting fish in a drum. '' Through the eye slits in the ski mask, I saw the man 's Prunus amygdalus eyes twinkle with delight.

'' That would simply be too easy ... '' He thought out loud. `` I think I 'll have some fun with you lot before finishing you all off. But inaugural ... ''

The man walked over to a boy, Chief Joseph, sitting in the corner opposite me, and shot him between the center. A rippling of absolute scourge and dread engulfed the room. Ms. Greene let out a muffled cry.

'' That was to shew you all that I wo n't be bluffing today. YOU ! Up front NOW ! ''

My heart sank as the nameless man pointed his gloved digit at me.

'' I SAID NOW ! DO N'T KEEP ME waiting ! ''

I sauntered up to the presence of the elbow room.

'' Hey, ugly. '' Said the man with a honk eagerness. `` You 're about to pick up the most sexual pleasure that a man will ever give to you in your entire life. ``

I looked on embarrassed and ashamed, as Evan could n't train his eyes off of me. It actually variety of turned me on. At to the lowest degree he knows now that I exist.

'' Let 's first see those lithesome chest of yours ! '' Shouted the man as he ripped off my evanescence tee shirt to discover my plain Edward Douglas White Jr. bra beneath, supporting a duad of 36 C 's.

'' What class is this anyway, bod ? Perfect. I will give you all a lesson about the human consistence that you will never forget. If I see any of you look away from my lesson, or shield your senses in any way, I will not hesitate to shoot you like a diseased dog. '' The man laughed with a maniacal glee.

'' First, I will shew you all just how a good deal the body can put up. The human anatomy is a marvellous thing. It can hold legion extremities when put to the exam. We will start out by demonstrating the snap and elongation of the anus ! ``

The room looked on in terror as the man shouted bidding to me. `` comic strip, you dirty slutbag ! No man will ever stick his tool within a foot of you, so you might as well enjoy this while it lasts ! ``

My heart gave a slight jump, a feeling of consummate overplus ruffle with excitation at the cognition of Evan seeing my au naturel body. Bending me over Ms. Greene 's desk, the strange man spread my cheeks, exposing my hairy, never-shaved mother fucker and pussy. He then explained,

right field here is the sphincter, the muscle that pushes out all your dogshit. However, the fags these days like to fuck each other up the asshole. The anus was made for one way traffic, but like I said, the human body can do amazing things ... ''

The man walked up to the blackboard, where he picked up the wooden yard stick. The matter had to be a hundred old age old, with eat forming at the metal ends and sliver hanging off of the surface on all sides.

'' I will register you all just how long your interior are ! ``

The man began to squeeze the one thousand stick into my virtuous asshole. The flavour was null new to me, as I often fondled myself to the mentation of Evan Cranshaw.

One in went in, then two in, then three, four, five, six, all the way up to 15 inches. I moaned in out of the question pain as I felt the rust fungus scrape my intestines and the splinters stick themselves into the walls of my insides. He then let go of the wooden stick, and exclaimed,

'' Wow ! Would you await at that ? A solid 15 column inch ! '' nonentity seemed amazed. nil but fear gripped the onlooking crowd of my peers.

'' Now I want to learn you all a example about the man belly. A question that has always plagued my brain, is the upshot of ingesting homo feces. I would very much like to ascertain out. Any Volunteer ? ``

The room was as still and calm as ever. So restrained, all you could hear was my dress down breathing.

'' nobody ? Well then, why do n't we have you choose, sweetheart ? '' Said my captor, turning to me.

This was my luck. I knew that I was going to be tortured into insanity, so why not enjoy it a bit ? With a seemingly reluctant human face, I pointed at Evan.

'' I 'm so lamentable, '' I muttered quietly, secretly relishing the idea of Evan succumbing to my torso.

'' Good option ! '' Said my captor. `` I do believe that you will do my bidding well. What is your name, son ? ``

'' Evan ... '' He spat, a mixture of fear and disgust evident in his vocalization and nerve. Disgust at me, or the situation as a whole ? It did n't issue, for I knew that Evan would soon be making me feel things that I would never have imagined in my wildest dreams.

'' Now, Evan, I want you to grab this yard stick, and anguish this dirty bitch 's son of a bitch until I see fit. If you refuse, I will put this gun in your mouth and mess up your wit out. ``

Evan, seeing slight choice in the matter, grabbed the yard stick and started pumping it in and out of my tight anus. I pretended to be in a province of shock and disgust.

'' What the shtup are you doing, you lazy lie with ? You do n't even seem like you 're enjoying yourself ! I want you to shred this slit 's mother fucker like cottage cheese. It 's not like she 'll ever use it this way again anyway. ``

'' Following the sick man 's command, Evan began to violently slam dance the thousand joystick into my being, wrenching it, tearing it asunder. I felt the yard reefer rip my insides, and I knew that I was internally bleeding. I moaned with a mixture of pure painful sensation and ecstasy.

'' That 's compensate ! ! Now, take the whole thing out, and put your face on her hole ! ``

Evan did as he was told. The yard joystick came out of me, along with every ounce of shit that my body had been processing. Brown chunks poured out of my asshole like niagra falls, spewing onto the floor and Evan himself.

'' Now, you son of a bitch, you 're going to trump that shit into your hand and eat it like a cup of ice cream ! ``

At this, Evan began to sob. `` I wo n't do it, I wo n't do it, '' was all I could discern among the boy 's supplication.

'' You 're going to do it, you fucking snatch, or I 'll squander your mentality against the wall ! ``

Evan, unable to make a decision, fainted from fear and disgust, along with the sheer smell coming from himself and the trading floor upon which he landed.

'' This is what will befall to those of you who defy me ! '' Shouted the man as he crossed the room to the scissor drawer. He grabbed the biggest ones he could happen, a brace of kitchen sheers. Going back to Evan, he began to cut the unconscious boy 's skin. All over his physical structure the man cut, until blood line accumulated upon the floor. The man then stripped the boy naked, and taking the sheers, snipped off the totality of Evan 's manhood. Next, he scooped up the Irish bull with his bare hand, taking a moment to enjoy the spirit, and smeared it all over Evan 's lesion, making sure that the boy would die of his infections within a few hours.

The mysterious man then lifted up the severed penis and turned back to me. `` You 're going to eat this fucking turncock, '' he ordered to me. `` I know you 've been wanting to get a taste of this young boy here, and now it 's time to ! ``

'' How did you possibly know that ? ! '' I questioned.

'' Maybe your, uh, 'friend'is n't really so friendly to you at all ! '' He said with malice.

I turned my headland and saw marissa 's heart twinkle.

'' You ! '' I shouted. `` You 're the one who is behind all this ! ``

'' Yes, '' she answered from the crowd of 9th graders. `` I was getting so annoyed by your invariant obsessing over Evan, who is MY ex boyfriend after all. so, I thought of a way to get revenge on you both. You 're getting punished for being a disgusting back-stabbing slovenly woman, while he got what he deserves for being a cheat liar ! ``

'' But marissa ... '' I cried in exasperation, `` I thought we were protagonist ... ''

'' You do n't have any friends. Who would possibly be Quaker with you ? '' She replied.

'' Okay, let 's not get distracted, '' chimed in the man. `` You 're going to eat this boy 's pecker, egg and all. ``

'' I wo n't do it ! '' I replied. I had always dreamed of sucking Evan 's putz, but I had imagined that it would still be attached to him.

'' If you wo n't eat this shaft, then I 'll fry your ugly little rima oris until you do n't possess a choice what you do with it at all ! ``

I screamed, kicked and cried as my captor tied me to Ms. Graham Greene 's desk chair. side by side, while i sat there naked as cristal and eve, I saw him pander a small bottle of gasoline from within the depth of his blackened robes.

'' Because you would not fence with my will, I will learn you a terminal material body lesson. Only this time, we 're going to integrate some alchemy as well. Im going to get rid of all that hairsbreadth on your legs, as well as that nasty mustache of yours. We 're going to burn up it off ! ``

'' No ! ! '' I exclaimed.

'' Yes ! '' He replied. `` And the thought of it is turning me on so much that I 'm going to have your earnest old teacher here suck me off while you 're burning alive ! ``

The aspect of horror on Ms. Greene 's typeface, I knew, was only an act. I had heard rumours about her fucking members of the football game team after schoolhouse. I knew she was a dirty bitch, and so did everyone else. Having no former choice, Ms. Greene crossed the room.

The man dumped the canister shot of gas all over my face and legs as I screamed and begged, but to no service. As he dropped the mates, the last matter I saw with my waking optic was Ms. Greene getting on her knees as the man procured his 10 in monster, uncircumcised, and covered in tomentum and wart.

Everything was burning. Excruciating pain quaked through my mangled body As the shadow engulfed me, I heard Marissa 's bloodcurdling screaming as a gunfire was fired, followed by the sounds of police femme fatale. Another shot was fired, and all went dark.

And so here I sit, talking to you Dr. Levinowitz, four painful days later. The capturer, as you know, was shot all in, along with Marissa. My legs were unsalvagable, and had to be amputated. But here I am, after my mind and soundbox had been mangled beyond recognition, after having lost my female parent and my family. That eventful day went down in infamy, only to be remembered by vague paper write up and haunting nightmares. My gens is Nicole, and this is my story.

The end .