A Poem Dedicated To My Latin Speaking Alternate Account

[Clever Cat]

The Quiet One

Kevin was always such a quiet one.
He spoke to no one.
No one spoke to him.
He was a target for bullies.
They came to him like flies.
He took the beating and moved on.
he once said they'd get what they deserved.

Swhirlies, duct tape, they gave it all to him.
But he said nothing. He took their wrath.
When people tried to comfort him, he brushed them off.
When people criticized him, he ignored them.
Kevin was always such a quiet one.
No one saw it coming.

One day Kevin wore a trenchcoat to school.
The bullies were on him faster than rain.
They had him against the wall.
They laughed and jeered.
Kevin pulled back his coat.
A glint of metal in his hands...

Thirty students died that day.
Six teachers besides.
The halls crimson, the floors a bath.
He surprised them all.
No one saw it coming.
Kevin was such a quiet one.

[Keke Le Cat]

That's a surprisingly creepy story about your imaginary friend.