Chapter One Hundred & Thirty Four : Maliki (2)

"Look at me freak!"

The eight year old kid shrieked in fright, cowering behind his arms as the shadow of the raised hand came closer.

"Pah!"

His now reddened cheeks stinged from the pain as looked up quickly, narrowly avoiding another slap. Hot tears streaked from his eyes as he stared at the strands of his glowing hair in the palms of his bully. He felt the burning sensation on his scalp now growing colder as his pain receptors had become a bit dulled.

'Perharps the bleeding had stopped.'

"Please can I get my hair back?" He asked meekly, his bullies laughing in his face as one spat on the floor beside him. He watched in pain as they all collectively spat on each other saliva before dropping his hair strands in it. He stared in pain as he watched the glowing part of him been defiled.

"Pick it up if you so much love it freak!"

He was reluctant as he felt disgusted by their act and also by sticking his hand into the nasty saliva to get what he wanted.

'You're beauti