Brutal friends

Whenever I was free, from the roof of our house I used to watch him walk in the garden. A seven- or eight-year-old boy who, until he realised that someone was looking at him stealthily, began to say vile words, "Get out of there", or "I'll kill you in there." He lived alone in the garden with his grandfather. A brazen brutal old man who repeatedly yelled at everyone, including the boy.

Their garden was full of trees and plants, especially the bunch of branches of the grape was the first thing to see. As far as I could remember, the small blue pool in the middle of the garden was always water-free, until one of the hot summer days in the middle of the summer again I went upstairs to the roof and watched steadily in the garden. Water and lots of small fishes were added to the pool. for the first time, I could see that the boy is happy. The boy ran with his hands full of junk meat from their table to the pond and happily poured over the fishes. It was strange to me that fishes ate meat. Later, my older brother told me that some fishes are carnivorous.

Since that time, the boy never again brought attention to his neighbours up on the roof. It was all about fishes. I used to look at them too. Then I noticed for the first time that the boy was finally kind and laughing and talking to the fishes with great passion. Every day the fishes were getting bigger and bigger, as having fresh meat. It was clear he was quite fine. His black hair was shiny. it seemed he found hope feeling himself not alone. It was as if the whole world was on his side.

I could clearly see the fishes getting bigger. From the top of the roof, I could see their growth. But one day something happened.

One day, the boy approached the pond with his hands full of meat as usual and as he wanted to feed the fishes, he slipped into the pond.

All the fishes rushed to the boy and started eating him. The boy was screaming and begging. but no one seemed to be there. Even his grandfather seemed wasn't there. Of that slimy boy, only his bones were left floating on the water. I hated the fishes and the garden forever, and since then I've never looked back into the garden.