September 7, 2014
The Wall
I thought it was going to be an ordinary day.
I don't think I could've been so wrong. It started like any other, but I was horrified of how it just might end.
I'm just an average 16 year old boy. I have acne, struggle in school, and girl troubles.
Now I have some kind of power. How much sense does that make? Everything was so normal until school was over, normal for me anyway.
Casey: your typical bully, give me you lunch money, do my homework, all that good crap.
He's been torturing me since the 7th grade. I never should have called him dumb, but the truth hurts right ? Yeah, the truth has been hurting me for the past 5 years.
I usually leave before he gets to me, today I stayed late. Why did I stay late? I shouldn't have.
I do have a speed advantage though. Until, he trapped me. It was a dead end.
A dead end, but it seemed as if it went on forever. I could see everything, good and bad, pain and laughter, mystery and tragedy.
It ended at the wall, but continued forever. It was where life stops and everything else continues. I had the feeling Casey didn't see as I did,
"What are you staring at punk?"
"Um..."
"Whatever, your beating is overdue"
He took some steps toward me, raising the huge fists the cause me blood and bruises. I was ready.
I clenched my fists. The extended ones before me stopped inches from my face. Everything stopped.
A translucent force enveloped me, knocking Casey to the ground. He scrambled to his feet and ran off.
I had bigger problems.
What just happened? Did I do that? It happened so fast and seemed so unreal.
...Was the wall protecting me?
