I was sure the man who lived in the old house at the end of my street had a secret. I knew it because whenever he had seen a policeman, he was always trying to cover his face in some way and almost every day, he was coming outside our school and he was studying the fences. One day, at the first break, he entered the yard of our school with some other men. They all took guns out of their bags. They said they were terrorists and if we tried to call the police, they would kill us. But I wanted to save my friends so I shouted, “Help” and I started running. I heard a gun shot and then… Black! I didn’t feel anything for a few seconds. Then I saw man who was wearing black. His face was covered by a black hood. “What happened?” I said. He took out a small card and started reading it. Dear costumer” he said inffablelly, “because you died bravely we give you a chance for revenge” “Have I died? Who the hell are you?” I said, surprised. “I am Death” While he was saying who he was I saw his mouth smiling through the darkness of his hood. “I’m going to send you back to take your revenge; ok boy?” “Who killed me?” I said trying to cover my fear and pain with anger. “The terrorist who lives in your street. By the way the way the fires of hell are free if you want” “No, but thanks” Death disappeared and I was back in my old school. I was feeling a bit immaterial but it was ok. Then I spotted the terrorists. I screamed “ghostly” (with a cold voice that only ghosts can make that is painful for humans). They fell on the ground. I caught the one who had killed me from his neck. As I was holding his neck so hard blood came out of his mouth and his nose. After a few seconds, cuts appeared all over his body and more blood was coming out of them. In some way, I would feel his pain and I liked that. I was laughing viciously while he was writhing I pain. I felt his heart stopping. I left the dead body to fall down and a small puddle in the yard filled with his blood. I felt so much pleasure in my head that I started laughing viciously again. But then, Death came to take me back. However if you come to my school at night, you could still hear me laughing viciously. So be careful of who you kill. -Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!