This is the story of Henry Allen Jr., son of Barry Allen and Kara Danvers-Allen.
When his grandparents, Henry, and Nora Allen get mysteriously murdered, Henry Allen has to go live with his parents in Central city, leaving behind Swellview, the place...
Next morning, I woke up, got dressed and went to school. I decided to avoid talking to anyone. I went to my locker and put my books in. I grabbed my paper for my history class when my locker got slammed.
I looked to see who it was and it was "the Gang" again.
H: what do you want?.... I asked angrily.
Why me?
Boy 1: you don't get to speak like that jerk.....he sneered at me.
Boy 3: yeah, how dare you...he pushed me to the lockers.
My paper fell on the ground and I bent down to pick it up when one of them pushed me aside and took my paper.
H: hey give me that, it is mine.... I say trying to take it from his hand.
Boy 2: why don't you try?.....he says with an evil smirk and then he does something I couldn't digest.
He tore my paper into pieces. I tried to stop him but was held back by the other two guys.
Everyone was looking at me and just laughing or shooting a video of it. After shredding it, he threw the pieces on my face and they walked away. I tried to pick up the pieces and stick them together but it was beyond repair. So, I put them in the trash can and went to the library and cried. I worked really hard on that paper and was sure to get an A on it. After a while, I wiped my tears and went to class. I was 5 minutes late. I got reprimanded by the teacher but didn't get detention luckily. I had History before lunch. Mr. Mathews collected our papers and I told him that mine got torn.
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M: Mr. Mathews
M: oh really Mr. Allen? Then you won't feel bad when I give an F on this paper.....he said bitterly.
H: sorry sir, please let me redo it. I will submit by tomorrow....i begged him.
M: no Mr. Allen, you are going to fail this subject.....he declared and went back to his lesson.
I tried really hard but couldn't control my tears. After class, I went to the ground as I didn't want to eat lunch. I sat on the bench and cried non-stop until I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I look up to see Charlotte and Dayton standing. I immediately wipe my tears. I get up and walk away from them when Charlotte grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
C: wait, where are you going?
H: I am sorry. I have to go....yanking my arm from her grip.
D: no, you are not going anywhere...she says grabbing my other hand.
H: please Dayton, I have to go...I plead her.
C: why Henry? Don't you wanna hang out with us?.....she asks sadly.
H: I am sorry Charlotte. It's best if I stay away from you guys.... I say trying to walk away.
