The Demon Child

Summary

As I was watching a movie in the cinema, a rude child kept kicking the back of my seat. He even took off his shoe and extended his foot next to my face.

I turned around and chastised him to take his seat, but he stabbed me in my neck with a sharp needle.

Feeling the pain, I reached out and wiped the blood from my neck.

His mother chuckled.

“It’s fine, he’s just fooling around with my sewing needle. It’s just a harmless jab. It’s not like it has poison on it. Be a good sport about it.”