Throw Heidi Down The Well
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Do you think I don't know what I am? Do you think I don't know the things I've done? I assure you, I'm quiet sane and remember... Everything.
There was bridge that crossed over Alan's Creek. The older kids use to party there on the weekends. They left there marks by shattered beer bottles, graffiti all over the rails, and the occasional used condom. I was sitting on the edge of this bridge, with my feet dangling far above the passing current. I was admiring the mood ring that I stole from her. I always stole things from her... Stupid things. Like cheap bracelets, hair bows, and any odd knickknacks I could get my hands on.
Her name was Heidi, and she was a senior at my school. I used to hang out there with her boyfriend. They always acted like they liked me well enough, but deep down I always felt it was for pity. I was fourteen, and really didn't have any friends. I would be left alone there watching television, while they would make their way into her bedroom. That's when I would strike. I would find something of hers lying around and take it.
And before the great climax of their love making, I would slip out the back door and find a quiet place to admire the piece of her I stole. Today it was the mood ring... I tried it on and waited for the stone to change color. But it never did... It just remained black. I took it off and put it in my coat pocket. then walked home.
This little ritual had been going on for sometime now. At first I didn't understand what I was doing. I only new that I felt betrayed somehow. Jealous I suppose, but I knew her first. She was always nice to me, even when I didn't deserve it. She would sit next to me on the bus, and for some reason the older kids would leave me alone. She was the most popular girl at school and everyone wanted to be around her.
The next day her boyfriend Todd pulled me aside in the hallway. "Look kid," he started off. "Heidi says some things have been coming up missing and she's quiet sure it was you." I deigned the accusation of course but he was not convinced. "She getting a little freaked out about it, and I think it would be best, you stay away for a while... Can you do that?" I nodded and walked away. It was then it began to sink in. I finally understood that I was just some stray mutt that she felt sorry for, until it became an inconvenience for her.
I hid in the shadows of the hallways, away from her beautiful light. I could not look at her anymore. The last time she said anything to me was when she was interviewing students for the school year book. She went down the halls asking each student the same stupid question. "If you could be reincarnated into any animal, what would it be, and why?" Each student answered the question as witty as they could, but being caught off guard most of there answers were just as stupid as the question.
I knew she had to ask me... I knew that she knew it too. I could just feel the uneasy vibe off her as she came closer to my locker. But I was not dismayed... For I had time to prepare the perfect answer for her. Finally she let out a sigh before asking me. I did not look at her as I replied, " I wish I could be a panther..."
"Really? Why is that?"
"So I could lick the meat off your bones..."
There was dead silence at first. I tried to remain calm but I new something horrible was coming. It was as if I had just spit into the face of God. I wanted to flinch but did not. Oh, she laid into me like a landslide... She shouted while poking her fingers into my chest, "Listen you little creep! If you ever say a thing like that to me again, Todd is going to beat your ass! Don't ever talk to me... Don't even look at me!"
I don't know why, but all I could do was smile back at her while she ranted on. I guess it felt good to exist in her world again. Perhaps, even better than before. I was no longer her little whipped puppy... I was an animal. She stormed off while the other kids cheered her on. But I knew that things had only just begun. My mind was made up... Before the end of this school year, Heidi would have to go.
Behind our school was a thick patch of woods. And deep within those woods was an old well.
Flush to the ground, it was about four feet wide, and covered with a sheet of plywood. I used to hang out there when I felt like skipping school. One day I decided to pull back the plywood and look down the well. I couldn't see the bottom, so I picked up a rock and dropped it. It took four seconds for it to hit bottom.
"What a great place to hide a body," I thought to myself. "What a great place to hide her body!"
It was a Thursday, and I remembered Heidi had cheer leading practice that night. I wondered if I could catch her alone afterwards. Her father had just bought her a new B.M.W. So I new she would be in the parking lot after practice. I still had plenty of time to prepare.
I ran home and searched my garage for anything that I could possibly use. I found a roll duct tape under my dad's work bench. This would be great for binding her. But how would I surprise her. I figured the best way would be to hide in the back seat. But I would have to jimmy the lock. So I grabbed a coat hanger from above the washer and ran back to school.
I managed to brake into her car without any one noticing. I hopped into the back seat and hid down on the floor. I waited for almost an hour. I couldn't imagine what could possibly be taking her so long. The worst thing was, I really had to go. I could run back out but I feared being caught. So I searched around and found a half empty bottle of iced tea under the seat. I never had to pee lying down before and I wouldn't recommend it.
Before I was finished I heard her voice saying, "See you tomorrow." I quickly zipped up and stuffed the bottle back under the seat. She opened the driver side door and sat in. I was going to wait until she had left the parking lot before surprising her, but it just didn't work out that way. She started the car, but before putting on her seat belt, she began searching for something.
I saw her hand reach under the seat. But before I realized what she was reaching for, it was too late. I bit down as hard as I could, on my knuckles because some small part of me wanted to scream, "No Heidi don't!" But what could I do? She opened the lid and as I feared, took a very big gulp of my own special blend. She made a short, "Ump!" As I imagined her eyes must have been as big as golf balls. It was at that moment I decided that I had to strike.
From behind, I wrapped my arm around her neck as she started chocking violently. Using the only thing she had to defend herself, she tried fighting me off with the bottle. As the contents of the bottle splashed all over us and the car, I realized that my D.N.A. was now all over the place. Soon after she had stopped coughing and her body was now limp.
At some point during the struggle her knee had hit the ignition and snapped the key off. I didn't know how I was going to cover this up, but I didn't have time to think on it. I took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching and carried her body from the car. Now, a fourteen year old boy can't carry a seventeen year old girl very far. My back grew tired very quickly. I had just made it to the back of the school before I had to set her down.
I thought about dragging her the rest of the way, but that would have just taken too long. Then, I saw something leaning up against the wall. It was an old, rusty wheel barrel that the grounds keeper had left. I picked her body up and set it into it. Then swiftly speed off through the football field, with her arms and legs dangling from each corner. Several times the wheel barrel tipped over on me. It seemed like every time I would build up momentum, I would hit a dip in the ground and she would come tumbling over. But my perseverance eventually paid off. For soon we were within the privacy of the woods.
Once we arrived at my secret location, I grabbed the duct tape I had left there and began to bind her arms and legs. Then of course, one long strip for her mouth. I carried her over to the well and laid her down to remove the plywood. Then I crouched down next to her. I decided that I should be wearing the mood ring I stole from her as part of the ritual. I reached in my pocket and slipped it over my finger.
It then occurred to me... I had the most popular girl in school, out cold and tied up, out here in the middle of the woods... "Maybe just a peek." I began to unbutton her blouse. But when I got to the last button she began to moan and move her head, "Now she wakes up!" I muttered to myself. I quickly tried to cover up what I was doing. I don't why, I could accept the idea of being a murderer but not a perv.
She woke up before I could refasten the last button. With her arms taped together above her head, she swung down and knocked me straight in the mouth. I rolled off of her and covered my lips. She began struggling like a fish out of water. I looked at the blood on my fingertips and walked over to the well to spit. It was then I noticed for the first time that the mood ring had turned a bright shade of blue.
"Blue?" I said to her, "I wonder what that means?" She looked back at me with more rage than I had ever seen before. I looked at the ring again and saw that the blue was turning back to the color it always was. "Of course..." It all made sense. My hands had been all over her. The ring would work just fine on anyone else, but for me... Just black. I took one final look back at Heidi. Then I leaned forward, falling down into the well.
The End? Maybe...
There was bridge that crossed over Alan's Creek. The older kids use to party there on the weekends. They left there marks by shattered beer bottles, graffiti all over the rails, and the occasional used condom. I was sitting on the edge of this bridge, with my feet dangling far above the passing current. I was admiring the mood ring that I stole from her. I always stole things from her... Stupid things. Like cheap bracelets, hair bows, and any odd knickknacks I could get my hands on.
Her name was Heidi, and she was a senior at my school. I used to hang out there with her boyfriend. They always acted like they liked me well enough, but deep down I always felt it was for pity. I was fourteen, and really didn't have any friends. I would be left alone there watching television, while they would make their way into her bedroom. That's when I would strike. I would find something of hers lying around and take it.
And before the great climax of their love making, I would slip out the back door and find a quiet place to admire the piece of her I stole. Today it was the mood ring... I tried it on and waited for the stone to change color. But it never did... It just remained black. I took it off and put it in my coat pocket. then walked home.
This little ritual had been going on for sometime now. At first I didn't understand what I was doing. I only new that I felt betrayed somehow. Jealous I suppose, but I knew her first. She was always nice to me, even when I didn't deserve it. She would sit next to me on the bus, and for some reason the older kids would leave me alone. She was the most popular girl at school and everyone wanted to be around her.
The next day her boyfriend Todd pulled me aside in the hallway. "Look kid," he started off. "Heidi says some things have been coming up missing and she's quiet sure it was you." I deigned the accusation of course but he was not convinced. "She getting a little freaked out about it, and I think it would be best, you stay away for a while... Can you do that?" I nodded and walked away. It was then it began to sink in. I finally understood that I was just some stray mutt that she felt sorry for, until it became an inconvenience for her.
I hid in the shadows of the hallways, away from her beautiful light. I could not look at her anymore. The last time she said anything to me was when she was interviewing students for the school year book. She went down the halls asking each student the same stupid question. "If you could be reincarnated into any animal, what would it be, and why?" Each student answered the question as witty as they could, but being caught off guard most of there answers were just as stupid as the question.
I knew she had to ask me... I knew that she knew it too. I could just feel the uneasy vibe off her as she came closer to my locker. But I was not dismayed... For I had time to prepare the perfect answer for her. Finally she let out a sigh before asking me. I did not look at her as I replied, " I wish I could be a panther..."
"Really? Why is that?"
"So I could lick the meat off your bones..."
There was dead silence at first. I tried to remain calm but I new something horrible was coming. It was as if I had just spit into the face of God. I wanted to flinch but did not. Oh, she laid into me like a landslide... She shouted while poking her fingers into my chest, "Listen you little creep! If you ever say a thing like that to me again, Todd is going to beat your ass! Don't ever talk to me... Don't even look at me!"
I don't know why, but all I could do was smile back at her while she ranted on. I guess it felt good to exist in her world again. Perhaps, even better than before. I was no longer her little whipped puppy... I was an animal. She stormed off while the other kids cheered her on. But I knew that things had only just begun. My mind was made up... Before the end of this school year, Heidi would have to go.
Behind our school was a thick patch of woods. And deep within those woods was an old well.
Flush to the ground, it was about four feet wide, and covered with a sheet of plywood. I used to hang out there when I felt like skipping school. One day I decided to pull back the plywood and look down the well. I couldn't see the bottom, so I picked up a rock and dropped it. It took four seconds for it to hit bottom.
"What a great place to hide a body," I thought to myself. "What a great place to hide her body!"
It was a Thursday, and I remembered Heidi had cheer leading practice that night. I wondered if I could catch her alone afterwards. Her father had just bought her a new B.M.W. So I new she would be in the parking lot after practice. I still had plenty of time to prepare.
I ran home and searched my garage for anything that I could possibly use. I found a roll duct tape under my dad's work bench. This would be great for binding her. But how would I surprise her. I figured the best way would be to hide in the back seat. But I would have to jimmy the lock. So I grabbed a coat hanger from above the washer and ran back to school.
I managed to brake into her car without any one noticing. I hopped into the back seat and hid down on the floor. I waited for almost an hour. I couldn't imagine what could possibly be taking her so long. The worst thing was, I really had to go. I could run back out but I feared being caught. So I searched around and found a half empty bottle of iced tea under the seat. I never had to pee lying down before and I wouldn't recommend it.
Before I was finished I heard her voice saying, "See you tomorrow." I quickly zipped up and stuffed the bottle back under the seat. She opened the driver side door and sat in. I was going to wait until she had left the parking lot before surprising her, but it just didn't work out that way. She started the car, but before putting on her seat belt, she began searching for something.
I saw her hand reach under the seat. But before I realized what she was reaching for, it was too late. I bit down as hard as I could, on my knuckles because some small part of me wanted to scream, "No Heidi don't!" But what could I do? She opened the lid and as I feared, took a very big gulp of my own special blend. She made a short, "Ump!" As I imagined her eyes must have been as big as golf balls. It was at that moment I decided that I had to strike.
From behind, I wrapped my arm around her neck as she started chocking violently. Using the only thing she had to defend herself, she tried fighting me off with the bottle. As the contents of the bottle splashed all over us and the car, I realized that my D.N.A. was now all over the place. Soon after she had stopped coughing and her body was now limp.
At some point during the struggle her knee had hit the ignition and snapped the key off. I didn't know how I was going to cover this up, but I didn't have time to think on it. I took a quick look around to make sure no one was watching and carried her body from the car. Now, a fourteen year old boy can't carry a seventeen year old girl very far. My back grew tired very quickly. I had just made it to the back of the school before I had to set her down.
I thought about dragging her the rest of the way, but that would have just taken too long. Then, I saw something leaning up against the wall. It was an old, rusty wheel barrel that the grounds keeper had left. I picked her body up and set it into it. Then swiftly speed off through the football field, with her arms and legs dangling from each corner. Several times the wheel barrel tipped over on me. It seemed like every time I would build up momentum, I would hit a dip in the ground and she would come tumbling over. But my perseverance eventually paid off. For soon we were within the privacy of the woods.
Once we arrived at my secret location, I grabbed the duct tape I had left there and began to bind her arms and legs. Then of course, one long strip for her mouth. I carried her over to the well and laid her down to remove the plywood. Then I crouched down next to her. I decided that I should be wearing the mood ring I stole from her as part of the ritual. I reached in my pocket and slipped it over my finger.
It then occurred to me... I had the most popular girl in school, out cold and tied up, out here in the middle of the woods... "Maybe just a peek." I began to unbutton her blouse. But when I got to the last button she began to moan and move her head, "Now she wakes up!" I muttered to myself. I quickly tried to cover up what I was doing. I don't why, I could accept the idea of being a murderer but not a perv.
She woke up before I could refasten the last button. With her arms taped together above her head, she swung down and knocked me straight in the mouth. I rolled off of her and covered my lips. She began struggling like a fish out of water. I looked at the blood on my fingertips and walked over to the well to spit. It was then I noticed for the first time that the mood ring had turned a bright shade of blue.
"Blue?" I said to her, "I wonder what that means?" She looked back at me with more rage than I had ever seen before. I looked at the ring again and saw that the blue was turning back to the color it always was. "Of course..." It all made sense. My hands had been all over her. The ring would work just fine on anyone else, but for me... Just black. I took one final look back at Heidi. Then I leaned forward, falling down into the well.
The End? Maybe...
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