I sit at the computer doing class work for this business and computer science course, also known as the crappiest, most boring waste of my time of a class I have ever seen. Don't get me wrong, I love computers, but when you do more basic paperwork than computer stuff, it's not as great of a 'computer' class.
I sit away from everyone else at the computer in the corner of the room. I stare at the screen trying to concentrate on my task. My mind wonders off again...into my thoughts. I can't focus and stop everything I'm doing. I can't think, work, speak. I'm frozen-lost in a dream, lost in my head.
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I'm at the school, on the bus ramp. Three guys walk up towards me. Their Jordans could be heard on the concrete as they walk closer towards me. I freeze as I see one carry a kitchen knife. The guy in the middle gives me a smirk and a low chuckle that made chills grow through my spine."Well lookie here. And what are we doin' on school propery?" the guy with the knife says, spitting to the side after his question.
Before I can say a word, I am attempting to dodge punches and blades aimed at me. I grunt in pain as I feel my lower jaw vibrate from an uppercut. I feel the sting as the blade slices my lower leg. The blood trickles down my calf to my dirty converses. I feel my eye throb with pain as it is met with a fist. My knuckles are throbbing and bruised as I throw punches at them and meeting their skin. One grabs my neck and holds me in a choke, holding me up in the air like some prize. My lungs beg for air as it's limited. 'This is it. This is how I die.' I thought to myself as I struggle to get free, tears welling up in my full, blue orbs. I close my eyes and as if my wish was being answered, The hand is suddenly gone from my neck and I fall to the ground. I hear shouts, but I don't care. I cough and try catch my breath. I'm a heap on the floor, coughing on my knees, clinging the concrete ground. Tears streak my face as I shudder. I feel a hand on my shoulder and try to look up."Are you ok?" The voice asks. His voice sounds worried and caring. I look up to be greeted with those light vibrant brown eyes of his.
"...Brice..." I stutter and cough as my lungs feel rough. "W-why did y-you s-save me? I-I thought you wanted m-me t-to d-die." I say trying to breath and choke back tears.
"No...Why would I want you dead? I...l-love you." He says looking into my face. I look up shocked.
"...W-what?" I say baffled.
"I-I lo-" the world fades to nothing.
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I stare at my computer screen with a numb feeling. I look around and make eye contact with my neighbor who is staring at me blankly."Uh...can I help you?" I ask curiously. He looks at me with curiosity.
"Yeah...How do you get to this website?" He asks as he points to his monitor with the unlinked site. I place my hand on his mouse and highlight the web address and click copy.
"Just paste what I just copied into the search bar, and it will show up." I say with a slight, sheepish smile. He does as I explained and is directed to a website. He give a slight smile.
"Thanks Cass." He says as if he was embarrassed.
"No problem." I say as I turn back to my computer to finish assignments.
"Ok, class, It's time for your 2nd period." Mr. Harsol, the computers teacher says. 'What!? No! I didn't do any assignments. Did I really doze off for an hour!? How am I going to catch up?' I grab my things and rush out the class to my next class. I had to get out of there. 'What am I going to do now?!'

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How to Save a Life
Ficção AdolescenteCassie is a girl who feels hopeless as her struggle begin to bury her alive from things from her past and adding recent problems such as her parents divorce and her boyfriend leaving her when she needed him the most. She begins to fall into a down s...