"AHHHHHH!" "STOP IT NOW!" "Shff shff." "Reeeee." " BAM"
" Okay, yea mam we are sorry for the unfortunate issue that occurred here, no there is no need for a law suit the situation is being handled, no we did not cause this in anyway, yes he will be punished, okay, okay, yeah yeah, mhm. Yes, no the left one, it's bleeding a bit he has a band-aid, yes he is crying but it's no permanent damage, okay, oh yeas I already made a call to his mother don't worry, okay bye." She hnug up, and left me adn her in the room sitting silently akward, striring in my own sweat.
"Do you realize, what you have just done?" Her arrogance spat out with such audacity, how dare she say that, what I did, what about what he did? " Alexander called my mom a whore." I lashed back un phased by her question. " that doesn't make it o-" " HE CALLED ME A BASTARD, said I don't know my dad and never will now my dad! which is not true, I see him every day, and you can tell him no i am not gay, andmysisterisnotaprickwhateverthatis!" "Young man, you lower your tone, you do not talk back to me, and you do NOT use those words!" I looked away."alexander used those words." Slowly rolling her eyes as though she was already annoyed by the conversation, the typical sigh, no big deal. Has that golden monkey statue always been there, I think I can hear a lawn mower outside," Christopher are you Listening to me?" "Yes mam." "Okay then, tell me what happened." " I was minding my own business, eating my pzzia at lunch, when Alexander came up to me. He said (how is it going retard, what does this say)" He held up a paper that said Apnnaa," "what dis it say?" "Apnna." " really because he said it was banana." " It probably was! I said to him to (get lost and stop bugging me.) to which he said (I cant bug you because you are not a human because human can read, you're a freak, a monkey, go give me a banana monkey) which he then held up the paper. ( your mom is a whore, you're a bastard who will never know your dad, and your sister is a prick.) so I jumped on him cause I'm small and bit his ear."
" that's not what he said, he said yes he asked you about the banana paper, called you stupid not retarded, and said something along the lines of my mom feels bad for your mom, then you bit him." " HE IS LYING SO I AM THE ONLY ONE TO GET IN TROUBLE THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS AND IF THEY GOT IN TROUBLE TOO MAYBE THEN THEY WOULDN'T EGG ME ON MAYBE I SHOULDN'T GO TO SCHOOL!" " okay you can't seem to control yourself, you are going to sit here till your mom gets here." " what? No, come on, let's finish this conversation, I can talk normally, just please." She was shaking her head. " no no, you had your chance." " no please, please just let me pleeeeeeease, I'm begging you." " Chris, it's too late." " no no nonononon-" "CHRISTOPHER STOP THAT! You had your chance, now sit here, and be quiet." I sat in silence, fearing the worst. Mom came in, apologized for my behavior, and dragged me tot he car, yelling at me the second we got out of the school. A barrage of questions I could answer with except for I don't know except I did know, however a disorder has become an excuse because people lie and say they have it, and it's abused so often, but it's the only true reason as to why I overreact like I do, my ADHD. This is my daily life and no matter what anybody says ADHD is a real disorder, it is a mutation in our DNA, in our genes, and it is impossible to control, and medicine makes us feel more inhumane, and then 4th grade is a real pain in my tushy. I called athena on the phone. "Life sucks." "Welcome to the real world, everyone has those issues, deal with it." "Maybe, I will just kill myself." "You say that every time, and you never do, just stop it, and stop getting so riled up so easily." Well, if only I could. "I need answers, why do people say I'm different." "Ever heard of google?" Well, woh hasn't? "Will it giv me the answers I nnneed?" "Yes just look up what is ADHD, because we already know what dyslexia is." "Thanks Athena, i godda go, i am grounded i shouldn't even be on here." Grounded for a whole week, suspended for two days. "Lower the gate good sir. The lever slowly swiftly chinking as it reeled and the wooden door to the palace revealed, as a bridge was made over the moat. I rode my trusty steed into the kingdom of king Nathaniel, lady Athena was waiting for me the noble knight to return with news of the evil five headed gross dragon known as alexander the awful. "Word of the horrible beast." My face was grim as i slowly took off my helm. "I fought hard, alas m'lady the monster called for backup, ms. Norgast." However I turned my frown to a valiant grin,"but I have not given up yet, i plan to return stronger better in two days, m'lady, the beast will be-" "Christopher come down here and have some dinner! Tacos tonight!" "Coming mom!, sorry m'lady, but duty calls." "It is of the most importance, dinner." The most annoying siren you ever heard whistled through my throat as i stomped down the stairs running to the kitchen to eat a little bit of heaven, tacos. I gobbled on it gluttonously launching bits and pieces here and there a meal for for a knight. When I returned to my room I was no longer a night but instead a soldier getting ready for war, loading my weapons and preparing to leave to reach the battleground. I said goodbye to my lovely wife one more time as I caressed her in my grasp, squeezing tighter and tighter wanting nothing but to stay. "Listen to me okay? I will return to you I promise, listen I am not going anywhere I won't leave you here alone." One last hug that I cherished as long as allowed before the shuttle came to pick me up, as the door slowly retracted i gazed upon her face to see one small tear trickle down before the bus departed. When I reached the camp the sergeant was yelling at us already. "Now I KNOW, that you don't want to be here! None of us do, but we are the select few chosen to make America proud. Now the Norwegians out there want nothing but to return us to their base with our heads on a silver platter, and it will be scary, but they will not win, we will be victorious! Dismissed." My feet splat on the mucky brown mud drenching my boots in the substance, the smell of gunpowder and lit cigars encased the air in aroma, sweat poured as the sun bead down on our dirty faces. Everyone had a story, something back home, a reason to live, we bonded in the light of the moon one more time before all hell broke loose the next day. I awoke abruptly to the sound of sirens. "What's going on?" People ran this way and that screaming it was chaos. "It's a bombing raid! Get to the bunker!" "Troop 168!" The sergeant yelled my troop number out. "Get ready to fly those hawks, give some counter fire, blast them out of the sky." "Sure yes sir!" We ran marching the cold hard ground punching us as we avoided the rubble, explosions, and debris. "Hangar 6. Head to hangar 6." We made a turn to the right. "This is charlie, hotel, romeo, india, sierra, tango, oscar, papa, hotel, echo, romeo, reporting for duty, permission to take off?" Static*"this is ground control we hear you loud and clear nickname echo, foxtrot, whiskey, tango permission is granted, you and the rest of troop 168 are clear to leave the ham, hold down the crab over." I flipped the ignition. My captain Harks called over the radio." Squadron 168 this is captain Harks in hawk number 1 requesting performance check over. I being in hawk 2 responded first." This is echo, foxtrot, whiskey, tango, on hawk alpha 2 all clear over." " hawk alpha 3 check over, hawk alpha 4 check over, hawk alpha 5 check over, hawk alpha 6 check over, hawk alpha 7 check over, hawk alpha 8 check over, hawk alpha 9 here you loyd and clear, let's do this thing over." The jets rocketed into the sky. "Turrets on standby, hold, aim, let's tear them over." We let all the bullets fly into the enemy some evaded, some not so luck, engines caught on fire as they went down. Ba-BooM! "This is hawk alpha 6, I'm hit, I- I'm goin down!" They shot spark out of the sky. We returned the favor. They were all down and only one hawk died. We returned ground just to be put into a van taking us to the battlefield without a moment to waste. Oh this is getting boring. I kinda want to be maybe- ooh a wizard, no, wait a minute. I checked the time, to realize that I had to go to bed soon, dang it.
I try, I always try, I really do, but every time, I can't fall asleep just like that. I want to but I just can't. My hand runs along the spine of all these books on my bookshelf looking for what to read, eventually i find a pretty fun book I love to read, it's about an alchemist who has to create creatures to help him fight against an evil wizard, it is one of my favorite series i have read it like almost twenty times. My hand lazily flips pages my eyes shifting left and right. I son't remember a bunny being in this story. Wait, the bunny is shifting its a demon, my feet start to ascend off the ground, the main character doesn't fly so early in the story. Paint splatters over my face, my skin turns a transparent red as lava expells from my hands my fingertips, what is happening. Then I realize I am dreaming, I fell asleep. My eyes burst open the second I catch on to the situation. I feel a sting in my bladder, pee break then back to bed. I climb under the covers and slowly my eyes shut.I tripped over my feet, why am I running? What am I running from? A snake a giant snake bursts out of my roof. A nightmare. I dash to the car and drive away but the snake grabs the car with its sharp fangs and he takes a bite, i wake up and it is morning.
How fast time flies when you sleep. I gag, my stomach is a knot, a sailor keeps tying it harder, harder, a punch, a bull hits me in the stomach, my throat has a dagger in it, slowly stagger shifting to the bathroom i nearly go under during the walk, i looked like death. "Mom, mom get the thermometer." She comes to my aid, parents are always helpful when you feel like on the verge of dying no matter what happened. My temperature is 104. " mom, move i have to get to the toilet." I won't go into depth on the situation but it was a really down situation. I hate being sick, I just want it to end as soon as possible, no medicine. My grounding of course was cut short. I feel clammy sweaty, okay, i am done talking about this, let me skip to tomorrow.
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Ficción GeneralChristopher Aphagid is learning, how to become a proper educated kid, but life can be tough sometimes, in the future he starts writing this book, and you can see how his etiquette has changed. A realistic story of a dyslexic boy with autism, attemp...