limbo.

enemy.

Chris Jemes. I hated him. He was the only person I could consider enemy. I couldn't stand him. But I can't remember what he did. Why do I hate him? Why did he save me? I can't understand. I wake up. I am in an area of pure nothingness. I hear nothing but the air around me. I look around. Nothing. Not even color. All black. I'm confused. I hear what seems to be a man's voice. "Tell them and your dead!" I hear faintly. I can't put my finger on who's saying that. But then I realize exactly who said that. Chris. That is when I hear faint crying. I pass out.

I wake up to what looks to be a playground. Kids having fun. Playing tag, jump rope, basketball. It looked bright. That is when I see someone stand out. A little kid studying. Everything. I see another kid walk over. "Ha! Nerd" he says as he pushes the other kids books off the table their sitting on. He starts crying. "Yeah! You better cry!" He yells. He has everybody's attention now. I want to say stop but I can't. A crowd is gathering around them. I realize who the scrawny kid is. It's me.