Patrick Hockstetter was a strange one. He was a sociopath and lacked fear—the only thing that can beat fear is insanity, which he is, he just kept it on a low-go. He was apathetic and showed no sympathy towards anything or anyone, of course he had these emotions but had no use for them. He was in the Bower’s gang and frankly, he was the one you didn’t wanna mess with despite him not even being leader. He was just very messed up in the head.

Thursday, after school, kids were getting on buses or starting to walk home since it was the end of the school day.

Bill, Eddie, and Richie were walking together on their way to their bikes to go home. It would’ve been as easy as that if someone didn’t grab Bill by his backpack and then easily toss him on the ground—it was Henry Bowers.

Henry was the leader of the Bower’s gang, he was violet and didn’t care what he did, he was use to getting in trouble at school. But even the teachers were scared of him. Though, Henry still had his sanity, unlike Patrick.

Bill fell to the floor, Eddie and Richie were stunned for a moment. Henry just snickered as he came over Bill.

“Don’t be looking at me like that again”

Henry said with a small snarl with a laugh.

Patrick came and crouched by Bill to give him a little scare.

“Now scram!”

Bill immediately got up, the 3 young boys ran away.

Henry and Patrick laughed together—the other 2 members of the Bower’s gang just in the background also snickering.

That’s how the Bower’s gang was, pulling pranks and harassing people. It was all fun and games.

You were a new student, fortunately your day went by smoothly, you stood out—waiting for your mom to pick you up. You watched the whole commotion go down, this was nothing new to you since you came from a big city.