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Toby woke with a start, he screamed out and start up as fast as he could, completely short of breath. He wheezed out and held his chest with his advantaged hands, who was just a dream, just a trim. He laid back down on his bed and rolled over on his side. It felt like it felt like against the weight had been lifted of his chest and he took him deep breaths. He stood up and padded over to his window. He saw nothing, nobody was out there, no ghosts, no figures, nothing. He heard the wrestling and coughing of his father outside the doorway. His door was closed. He walked over and opened it, looking out into the hallway. Once again he patted down the hallway into the kitchen where he found his dad standing and have any smoke in their living room until we waited for a second and watched him before watched him from around the corner. For a burning feeling started deep in his chest, deep boiling anger overtook him here at the literally little imaginary voices in his head. Do it, do it, do it, they chanted, he turned away and held his arms. He felt like he actually had no actually had control over himself unlike he did for the past few weeks since he got home from the hospital. He actually had complete thoughts for just moments before. The chanting of the little voices in his head had clouded them. Yeah, kill him. He wasn't there, he wasn't there. Kill him. Kill him. They continued on till we trembled. No, no he wasn't going to do it. What was he? What was he going crazy? No, he won't kill anyone. He can't. He hated his father, but there was no way he was going to kill him. That was it. The last thought he had before he fell into an idle state. Once again the influence of the voices in his head was too much, began to silently walk up behind his father, he reached over the counter to the knife in the case he tripped it in his hand, he thought the sensation takeover in his chest, He lit up a snicker. He began laughing so hard he had to gasp for breath. His father turned around so abruptly before he felt the proof or shove and shove him to the floor. He fronted us as air is the air was knocked out of him. What? He looked up at the boy who was who stood over him breast in the kitchen knife in his hand, told me, what are you doing? He went to stood up and put his arms out in front of him in self defense, but before he knew it, Toby was on top of him. He went out to grab his neck but his father reached out and blocked his hand by grabbing it onto his wrist. Stop get off me a little fucker! He yelled with his other hand threw off through an off center punch towards the shoulder, but he didn't stop. The look in Toby's eyes was not seen, it looked as if a demon are taking control of them. He yelled back and went to stab the knife in his father's chip in his father's chest, but his father blocked him and grabbed onto his wrist. Once again he went he went to shove him back, but Toby kicked his feet out in front of him and landed a hard blow straight to his father's face. His father recoiled and put his arms away to cut his face, but till we got back up and drove the knife straight into his shoulder. His father let out a loud cry and went to pull the knife out, but before he could still be through his face straight into his face, he began to pound his fist into his head, laughing and whistling. He cracked his neck and grabbed the knife and ripped it out of his father's shoulder. He drove it deep into his dad's chest, repeatedly stabbed his torso, blood spilling out and getting splattered everywhere. He didn't stop until his father's body went still.
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