This is just what happened within the last few hours.
That boy. Kobalos. We finally tore down the bathroom door and he was clawing at his face and banging his head on the floor.
He let out some pitiful moans and a scream here and there as the police tried to get him to stop clawing at himself and pulling his hair. Not to mention the whole banging his head on the floor.
He kicked and he screamed as the police dragged him away. It's a good thing the ambulance was there as well. Putting him in jail is just going to make it worse.
He fought as they tried to restrain him.
"Kobalos!" I told him, "Stop it right now."
He did stop and then he got this big smile on his face. He jumped up and down and ran/stumble to where I was at.
He was like a child getting something he really wanted on Christmas.
"Hi, I'm Kyle," he told me proudly. His eyes were red, but I believe the damage can be fix. He can still see me.
Kyle. I believed he already told me that, but it is nice that he reminded me of it.
The men then came to get him but he still had this smile on his face as they dragged him away. I promised that I will visit him when I get the chance.
The police than asked me about my parents. I told them that I had run away because of some stupid fight. I neglected to tell them about the Imitator.
They're taking me back home sometime this week. I have a week to decide if I want that to happen. Until then, well it's a good thing I got the address of the place Kyle will be staying at.