Chapter 3

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Right as I heard the bell ring I ran out the classroom to my locker before they drag me out and I can't grab my bag. Once I grabbed all my stuff I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I was terrified to turn around but, I did anyway, and of course standing right in front of me were Alfie, Joe, and Caspar. Without saying a word, Caspar grabbed me arm and dragged me out the nearest exit. Right when we got outside, Joe grabbed my neck and slammed me into the brick wall.

"Please stop." I pleaded even though I knew it wouldn't work.

"That isn't going to work Howell, you fucking piece of garbage!" Joe said as he walked forward.

I lifted his foot up and kicked me right in the stomach, followed by a blow to my face. I saw Alfie come around and reach into his back pocket. I wasn't sure what he pulled out but, I still covered my eyes. I heard a quiet click and footsteps walking towards me. I felt him grab my arm and pulled me forward.

"Open your eyes!" He demanded.

I slowly opened them and saw his face near mine. Then before I knew it I felt a raging pain on my side. I was scared to look over but, I finally did. I was shocked at the blade on the ground and the red stained pavement. My shirt had a giant cut in it and blood poured out from it. Alfie decided he was done and left after grabbing his knife.

I managed to limp to my car and opened the trunk. I started digging through all the blankets, plastic bags, and wrappers until I came across an old med kit I kept in it. I carefully cleaned my wound with some hydrogen peroxide then wrapped my waist in some bandages before getting in my car and driving to work.

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