The Unforgiving One

Passing Periods

We finally got back to our next classes but I still couldn't stop thinking about the note, the fight, everything...It all seemed like it all came out of a book or something. My next class was history and my teacher surprisingly didn't care all too much I wasn't paying attention. He normally gets to the bottom of things and he normally doesn't want his kids not paying attention in class. But as I said before, he just didn't care this time. Maybe he was told of the situation? I don't know for sure but one thing was for certain, I couldn't get my mind off of the stupid little note.

The bell rang and I grabbed my textbook and papers and put them into my black cat backpack and walked to my next class. On the walk there a couple of kids bumped into me and laughed. I didn't look back at them or turn around and say something, I just kept walking. I was walking up the steps to the upper level where my next class was and a kid pushed me and I fell down the stairs hitting my head on the concrete floor. I stayed on the ground for a little bit of time while people gathered around to stare at me. I slowly got up and felt the back of my head and looked at my hand to see blood. As this all was happening I heard a loud ringing noise in my ears. I looked up at everyone around me and my vision was blurry and slow and late. I turned to my left and to my surprise seeing a couple of doctors and the school nurse pushing through the crowd trying to get to me. I could barely hear anything through all the ringing but all I could hear from the nurse and she came to my side and put her hand on my shoulder was,

"You need to get help...an ambulance is on the way."

Someone must have seen and run to the nurse as fast as the could. I didn't think it was that hard of a hit but then I looked down at the nurse's hand on my shoulder and her hand was covered in my blood. I looked up at her worried face and then my body which was covered in blood, then I passed out. All I could remember was hearing the sirens and footsteps running towards me and being lifted up. The note, the fight, this?...Why is it all so much and it wasn't even 2:00 yet.