I wake up. My gang was gone, I thought I was dead. But I wasn't.
I look at my arm and it was stitch/patch free.
Was it a dream? No... I know its not a dream...
I try to sit up but something was restricting me. I hated it.
I lay back and sigh, just as Doctor comes in right on time.
I kick his bandaged chin with my unrestricted foot.
He catches it as I lower it and I squeak, trying to break free.
"I woon't hurt you..." He grinds his teeth. "If you coopelate..."
I glare and quit struggling.
"You may see your friends again if you go to school." He says.
I begin to say, No way! But he shakes his finger at me.
I blow my hair out of my face, look to the side and say dully, "Fine."
"This is for your English and wits, Nat. I'll always look out for you." He unlocks the door and lets my friends in, and unlocks the bed so I can get up.
"Nat." The say rushing to me.
I make an exasperated sigh and say, "We're going to school.."
From their faces? Theeeey didn't like this idea..
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Trouble Makers
ActionI wrote this story when I was in elementary school. I won't be taking it down because it took me a lot of time and effort to write and it was the beginning of making long stories for me. It is *heavily* inspired by Maximum Ride by James Patterson.
