By now, we were both bleeding. I could not contain my anger. I wanted to smash his head but he was too strong for me. Maybe he was stronger than me. He was also an inch taller. Suddenly, he ran forward and dealt me a blow. Ì could see my blood on his fist. I was enraged. I moved closer and pushed him. He staggered and fell. He stood again before I could think of anything. He was running away. I ran after him down the bank of the old river. I must hit the last blow. I could feel the warm blood trickling down my face. He was still running when he hit his left foot on a big stone. He had not seen the stone. He struggled for balance but he fell. I ran closer. I could now see his bruised rugged face. I carried the stone. I must smash the idiot's head.
"please don't....please" His said slowly in a muffled tone.

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