Murderously Insane

"You stupid worthless peice of crap! Get you áss down here!!" ignoring his father call, JJ began to sharpen his knife. He had special plans for his father.
"I said get down here!!" his father called for the fifth time. 11 year old, JJ said,
"Oh I'm coming. Just you wait. " with a disturbing tone in his voice. "I will not wait any god damn longer!!! Get you butt down here or else!!!" Or else what? JJ thought. "I'm coming." JJ shouted, running down stairs with the knife behind him.

JJ on the ground, fighting with his knife. He slashed and hacked missing nearly everytime. He raised the knife above his head and slowly began lowering it. His father looked up just in time for a knife in the face. JJ had a creepy smile. With the blood on the knife, he wrote a letter. With that, he dropped the note, on the floor, and ran out into the darkness of the street.....

JJ awoke in his bed. Knowing another dream to come true. He looked around his room, all gray, a small bed, no heating or AC. A crappy room, that his crappy father gave him. JJ got up, got dressed, and headed off to a dreaded day of school.