Crudele

  Elizabeth had just had a miscarriage, and her husband, John was devastated as it was her third. After this, tired and helpless, they decided to go for adoption. They searched a lot and finally found an orphanage, ‘Dwelling for the Juvenile.’ The caretakers were old Irish nuns and young college students who were in search of some money. The orphanage was given a lot of donations and they had received copious awards.
They went there on 16^th June 2016. Elizabeth got very emotional on seeing the children there. She was thinking, “I wish I could give birth to one of my kin. WHY?! Why does this cruel thing keep on happening to me!!?” She was on the ground floor.  At this moment John was on the top floor, descrying a very calm and unique young boy. He went towards him and sat just behind him silently. He was drawing something. That boy’s hearing was exceptional. “By the way; what are you doing here?” he said, giving a sly smile.

John was shocked. He said, “Oh! I thought I was silent enough. Apart from this, hi! I am John.” “I’m Tom. How are you?” “I’m fine! So, what are you drawing?” “Oh! It-it-it’s nothing,” the boy gave a diffident reply. John encouraged, “No need to be shy!!” and snatched the piece of parchment. What he saw was ghastly and unacceptable for a young boy. It was the drawing of a body whose head had been turned three sixty degrees. Blood flowing from it and both the hands were holding the hideous head. John was alarmed and frightened. But before he would’ve reacted, Tom held him by the shoulders and said something in his ears. Whatever it was, it hypnotized John.  After a few seconds, Elizabeth came and unexpectedly, John said that Tom is the best kid here and we have to adopt him. As she was emotional and tired so they both agreed and adopted Tom.

Tom was pretentious. He hated them. He wanted to kill them both the same way he had drawn. When he was brought home, he was acting normal but after a few days, he started making a big black drawings on the walls. He used to break everything and even pluck Elizabeth’s favourite flower, the holy Dianthus. He was very short-tempered. He never went to the church and even if he went there he would never accept The Eucharist. This made Elizabeth sceptical and she even tried to force him but he never accepted it. He was very rough with the other kids. He used to treat them very roughly and he used to hit them a lot too.

 One day, Elizabeth was called to his school. Tom had twisted a boy’s arm in such a way that he could never…ever use it, again. It was so brutally twisted that the teachers couldn’t believe that it was done by a boy. Elizabeth was extremely angry. She couldn’t believe it. After this, she stopped talking to him and he started getting home-schooled. Elizabeth was teaching him and he was being very rude and stubborn. She could not control it anymore, she shouted at him about every single thing he had done till now. Initially, he was listening patiently but soon his eyes started turning red and all his veins were popping. Elizabeth was provoking him even more. It turned out to be the last day of her life. He got up and picked her up with her throat and threw her right on the glass table. All the glass pieces pierced her entire body. He then told his story, “Mother or whatever, I was born in a mortuary. My mother was announced dead. She was killed in front of me by an evil spirit which possessed me and obliterated my personality. It took over me. I am not Tom, I AM CRUDELE!!!!” Then he killed her the same way he had drawn. The date was 16^th June 2022…..