Thoughts

I'm Fine

Four O'clock struck. this was the time everyone was released out of the school. i started to make my way to my house. i walked because it was great exercise and the bus was uncomfortable when you have no friends to sit next too. also, i always walked with one of my great friends home, Alex. Alex was this a tall guy who had straight A's since the begging of school. he wore broken glasses and always talked about a inde-band that no one cared about, but that was him. that in highschool didn't really match, especially when your a ghetto school that have bullies at every corner, but that didn't stop him from changing his personality or from keeping a smile on his face. that was one of the things i really liked from him, and why i always hung out with him. glad to have a great positive attitude once in a while.

we met up were we would usually meet up. at a stop sign close to the school's buses. Alex startled me when he jumped up behind be pushing me a bit. he laughed because i screamed out of fear thinking it was these guys who always teased me and push me when ever they had a chance. Alex just hit my arm playfully and said too me in a elated voice, "LIGHTEN UP! it's just me, nothing to be worried about." he then chuckled.

i smile at him and nod.we both talked as we ambled home, he was telling me that he hated his saggy old teacher for chemistry class and that he could learn more from his dad's foot fungus than anything that she said in that class. i laughed at his remarks.

after a while we had to go separate ways home, and i would be alone once more. 

i walked looking at the sky. looking at the fluffled up clouds taking me back when i was a kid and i would sit beside my dad at the field and see whet objects we saw. it brought back nostalgia.

i had about two or three more blocks to get to my house. i walked slow watching the clouds and the envirment around me, but as i watched a sudden shove knocked me to the ground. i looked up and saw three boys i didn't even know there name. "sorry. i wasn't paying attention." i said in a uneasy voice. i looked at them and they seemed to be in one of my classes, but i didn't know which class. they just stared at me, "uh hello?" i questioned and tried to get back up.

they pushed me back down, but this time it made me fall on my head. then all of a sudden two of the boy started to kick me repeatedly. the kicked me as i laid on the ground covering my head. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS" I tried to yell at them as they kicked me. the didn't respond and just kicked me till blood ran out my nose. they even kicked my stomach which made me vomit and cry.all i could here other than my pleads for help and for them to stop- was laughter that covered my soft voice.

for three minutes which felt like forever finally stopped and ran away. i got up slow wiping blood, vomit and tear of my bruised up face. i coughed roughly limping back up.  it felt like my insides were bruised and bleeding internally, but that was just my over imagination that thought that. i got on my feet and realized that my book bag was not on me it was on the floor empty. the third kid must have taken all my home work and all my other materials i use for school. i shake my head in disappointment and hold my book bag in one hand and my other hand holding my stomach. 

i limp the rest of the way home, looking at the sky once more. seeing the blue sky turn into a type of orange yellow and the clouds that started to turn a greyish color. i sigh at the sky. its a beautiful day, but not a beautiful moment. 

when i got home my mother ran to me in shock and horror. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" she pleaded for an answer. all i could do was just stay silent and let tear fall of my cheek. she started to cry with me and she held me in her arm, "are you alright?" she said in a sob. 

all i did was nodded and told her, "i'm fine."