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Micheal was practicing his swings after school, having dumped his bags under the bleachers. It was hot outside, and he was still bored, yet also tired.
Finally deciding to head home, he jogged to the bleachers, bat in hand. When he reached down to pick up his bag, he noticed something.
A notebook.
Crawling under the bleachers and snatching it up, he read the cover. Or, tried to. Spanish.
Deciding he had nothing better to do, he shoved it into his bag.
The walk home kept his interest piqued. He was excited. He didn't show it to anyone, but he was. He felt like he couldn't make his feet go any faster, and when he got home, the walk was nothing but a blur.
The large boy ran past the living room, slamming his door shut once he practically scaled the entire staircase in what felt like three jumps, stairs creaking like they were in pain.
He tossed his bags down, and flopped onto the bed. He quickly skimmed through the pages. More Spanish, and the pages were somewhat crinkly, like they were wetted. Some pages were torn out. Sometimes there was blood.
His curiosity grew more and more. Finally, after using his limited knowledge from school, he ended up texting his ex girlfriend.
Batter: hey
Vader</3: What.
Batter: do u speak Mexican
Vader</3: You mean
Vader</3: Spanish?
Batter: yes
Vader</3: Mike, I'm not translating for you, translate it here [link]
Batter: dont work
Vader</3: Did you copy and paste it into your browser?
Batter: k thx
After that embarrassing train wreck, he was glad to boot up the translator. He ended up typing it all by hand, having some difficulty with a few smudged letters.
He thought that the meaning of the sentences would clear up as he typed. He found that he was typing it correctly, but he didn't like the outcome.
Rape, mutilation, blackmail. He was horrified, and sickened. He looked at any signings they may have left.
"The toad".
Batter's stomach sank a bit more as he thought it over. He could bring it to the school's attention, but they were extremely incompetent and apathetic. The police would laugh in his face flat out, so he decided to do it himself.