School Bullies

My son came home from school one day with a red face. He looked sad, so I asked him what was wrong.

He said the other kids at school bullied him.

I knew what to do. I had to kill him. Luckily, I had read enough creepypastas to spot the pattern. People who get misunderstood and derided by our culture always turn into serial killers, and when it started to happen to my own son, I knew that the only thing I could do was nip the problem in the bud. If I move fast enough, I might be able to shoot him before he develops superhuman powers.

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