He keeps quiet in the back of the class,
And when the bell rings Ashton hurries home fast,
He scared to death the other kids will kick his ass,
On the long walk home because it's happened in the past.
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Ashton started to sit all the way in the back of the class where no one could see him, or throw things at him. he stayed very quiet, not to get noticed. last year all Ashton wanted was to be heard but now he couldn't care less.
As soon as the final bell rang for the day, Ashton quickly raised from his seat and scurried out the door. Ashton tries to hurry home,
Due to the terrible fear that some boys would catch up to him and beat him up. he was always so afraid and quite frankly sick of that bullshit. Ashton was a good guy and didn't deserve to be treated like how he is.
It had happened to him before, getting beaten up on the way home.
••Flashback••
He had swung his bag over his shoulder and hurried out the doors of school down the footpath on his way home, when a fee boys yelled out to him.
That only made Ashton walk faster because he was scared they were going to hurt him
"Hey, you little prick I was talking to you" he yelled harshly. Ashton could hear how close they were.
Before Ashton could react a boy grabbed his shoulder and yanked him back, Ashton went tumbling to the ground
"Well, well, if it isn't the murder himself" they said before kicking him in the abdomen. "How does it feel to be a murderer? to kill your own father" they mocked while they continued to kick him. Ashton could see there were two of them, because on guy did not have four legs. one of them crouched down, Ashton received a powerful blow to the head before falling into a peaceful darkness.
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Still can't sleep lul.
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Ashton. | {a.i au}
Short Story'In which a boy runs out of things to believe in" 'Yeah I hope that you all feel guilty, Because I'm broken now and you can't heal me, But don't hold your breath because I ain't ever coming back, Sincerely yours Ashton.' © Copyright All Rights Rese...
