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I knocked him down. I couldn’t stop. I got on top of him; the others watched. I struck him, struck him, struck him. I reached down. I grabbed the rock. This is right. I felt it in my hands; I knew every atom of its structure. I knew what made it so hard. I knew how it felt. I knew what it was like to be buried so deep. I knew what it was to be made from earth, to be a lifeless stone. I brought it down. I brought it down again. I raised it up. Like a torch. I raised it up. Like a sword. I brought it down. His eye closed. There was no such thing as depression. I brought it down. A tooth spit onto the dirt. No such thing as sadness. A pool of blood. No such thing as acceptance. I raised it up. No such thing as fear. A scepter. A bible. A crown. No such thing as anything.

No such thing.