I glared at the small child; she took no notice "get away from me" I barked. She continued to grin, I knew I should control my temper, but this child deserved to be punished, I balled up my hand and came it thrashing down on the young girl's face, right away a bruise formed under her eye and her nose made a sickening crunch. Blood kept profusely coming out of her nose, while her agonized screams echoed eerily across the empty plaza. I bent down until I was face to face with the bleeding screaming child and smiled the same wicked grin and once again hit her, this time with my elbow, she howled in pain and misery. Her chestnut brown hair sticked to the drying blood plastering it to her ash white skin, she deserved this I kept telling myself, all children deserve this. "Shut up at once" I screamed in her face. She continued to howl, so I bent down once again and pressed by cheek next to hers, her shaking sent jitters up my bones, what a disgusting habit, I moved my head just a fracture of an inch and bit her ear clean off, blood splattered down her rose dress and all on the concrete floor. That was when her father finally acted.