Kaboom

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     I can't really say I was actually confident about what I did. As we walked out we heard the mean Parson saying- "Children never be like these children who do not know the consequences of this defiance...."
      "To hell with your bloody defiance!" -sneered Drake.
     We went out of the room and decided that only the library could give us refuge till school was over, though I can't deny the fact that I once thought of climbing over the wall but considering the fact that it was almost 10 feet high I gave the idea up.
    (By now might have guessed how boring my life was but since now it changed a lot here I am making this narrative.)
    
    We went to the library. It was a cool room and it was really dim so each table space has a lamp on it which the occupant could turn on. We went to the tables 8 and 9. I somehow find the number 9 appealing so I took that one. Just behind us was a book of Blacksmithing it read  "101 Things to Keep in Mind when forging a Sword."
    So I was all engrossed in it and Drake took out a notebook and started sketching the lamp on his desk. It was a little broken. But made for a really beautiful model. He showed me his sketch after an hour. It was really simple but looked nice.

      (This is how it looks like as I had later scanned his picture when he left but that is a different story)     Anyway I went back to the book, it fascinated me

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      (This is how it looks like as I had later scanned his picture when he left but that is a different story)
     Anyway I went back to the book, it fascinated me. At 3:15 PM we went to the pantry and each of us took a small vegan wrap. My mum never trusted whether people cure their meat properly or not so I was prohibited from having meat outside my home. And Drake just wanted to do what I was doing. He is my best pal. (I also think you got that by now).
     At 3:35 we left for home and I was about to board the bus I remembered about Casey. I had absolutely forgotten about the girl and I wanted to go back and just inform the parson about Casey.
       But drake was against it "You want to miss the bus for that idiot? Have you lost it the next bus on this route is after an hour!"
      I thought over it and considered the matter. "I think you are right she most probably wouldn't have cared even if I died".
     We got into the bus and both of us took the first seats and we could see the road out in front. It was sheer glee. And these childish pleasures lit my day up. The bus takes a long halt here as it is near the school and also as it is the last stoppage on this route and my house was at the opposite second last stoppage. Drake got down at a stoppage before mine. 
    The bus at last started to move with a heavy purr and we were off to home I could play video games all day today as I had no homework. Drake kept chattering throughout. Somehow he found his spirits when he was on anything with wheels. After the bus stopped at a few stoppages which I did not count something happened. These was this *clang* and a grating noise of metal on rock. (Not heavy metal rock music a very unpleasant noise!!!)
   The driver screamed - "The brakes SHIT!!!"
   And then there was this man with a huge fiery battle hammer in his hand standing right in the path of the bus.
    The bus swayed trying to avoid the creature but the bus hit him and instead of the man flying away the bus burst into splinters and as I saw the man disappeared in as the flames engulfed him. He had some motive behind this incident as I had caught glimpse of his eyes looking at me like this.

It gave me the shivers when I realized that Drake had a pole sticking through his chest on which he hung lifelessly and I  late but realised that I was also stabbed by a big shrapnel in my waist

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It gave me the shivers when I realized that Drake had a pole sticking through his chest on which he hung lifelessly and I  late but realised that I was also stabbed by a big shrapnel in my waist. I could not pay heed to my own wound I dragged my self over to Drake with tears swelling up inside me. I found his sketch in his jacket's pocket I took it and pulled him off the pole. But it was to late for him his lung was pierced and he was gone. My wound now started to trouble me I felt dizzy. In the distance I heard the sirens and with a last look around went unconscious.
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