how the crust punk changed me

cleaning up the bloody mess

I walk around the school looking for raccoon with no luck Intel I smell a cigarette burning and follow it out the doors to see him sitting on the stairs he must have not heard me come out the doors cause he didn't turn around but all I could do was stand their and look at this beat up guy that has been through war" you know you don't have to just stand their" I guess he did hear me" is miss zays still working here" miss zays always let him sleep in her class cause she knows what he goes through and she was there when he overdosed on Xanax and she went to the hospital everyday to see him, she let him sleep in her guest bedroom when he got raped and kicked out of his house "of course she is" he got up and grabbed my wrist lightly and started walking to her classroom I could see him getting excited "hey I brought you something" I say as I leave raccoon in the hall way "and what could that be" raccoon walks in to her classroom and I could see the tears in her eyes as she grabs him and hugs him" I thought you was dead and I was never going to see your pretty face again" she says "alot of people have tried to kill me but I'm still here" he says as she steps back to get a better look at his mangle body "o my God what happen to your body" I did not notice how bad he looked Intel she said something" raccoon you smell like rotten flesh " he looks down and does not make eye contact with both of us and just lookes down at his boots that are falling apart "take your shirt off raccoon" he looks at her like she is crazy" you heard me" he slowly takes his shirt off "o my fucking" we both stand in front of this boy that looks like he was cut in to pieaces, we walk around to look at his back and see his back has gaze all over it with blood soked in to it "what happend" he puts his head down again " I got beat in Texas with a baseball bat  when I went to go see the dynamite museum, some dude tried to stab me in Vegas and the cops beat the living shit out of me in California, and my dipshit step dad beat me with my own war chains" I look as miss zays with tears in my eyes how could people do this to a 19 year old boy" Brooke go get the nurse and tell her to bring alot of stuff for deep cuts" I run as fast as I can to the nurse" nurse Linda you have to come look at raccoon bring alot of stuff hes bad" the nurse grabs a red bag and follows me to the class room where racoon is sitting on a desk with his shirt back on " whats that bad smell" the nurse says as she gets closer to raccoon" please take off your shirt" please hold my hand" raccoon says to me before he takes off his shirt" I'm so sorry" he takes off his shirt and the smell gets stronger" o my gosh your skin is roting" I hold his hand tight" we have to take you to the hospital" hes head pops up fast" I cant I'm broke I don't have anything" miss zays and the nurse look at each other with big eyes not knowing what to do" just please wrap it back up" the nurse walks forward and grabs wipes out of her bag and wipe him down every where trying to clean him up still not knowing what to do" just super glue my skin back together and duck tape it" i cant belive this is how people treat him " you are all bandaged up" he puts his dirty shirt on and walks over to the teacher desk like nothing "so anything new" miss zays walks over to him" not much just was missing my punk" the bell rings and raccoon sits in her chair and puts her glasses on" look I'm smart like you Brooke" even when he is rotting he makes us laugh" dame miss zays you have grown so much muscle and hair I didn't recognize you" all the students come in and sit in their seats" who is this kid hitting on my girl" I see raccoon sit up quick and raise his eyebrow at the kid ready to fight "Jimmy if you dont stop I will change you out of my class" the kid looks at raccoon. "Why does he get to hit on you and does not get in to trouble" raccoon gets up and stands in front of the kids desk" ok one I'm not hitting on her she is like 13 years older than me and 2. She's not in to wimpy little dick man that will get scared just by the look of silver