It was 6:48, I was walking home Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold Then I covered up my face so that no one knows I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble But then came trouble ----------------------------------------------- This is a short story. An adaptation of a song that I absolutely love. I've been feeling uninspired with my main story so I've started this to not only get back into the flow of writing but to also push myself to be a more detailed writer. If you haven't heard the song then I highly recommend you listen to it before reading this story. This is an adaptation and doesn't reflect Alec Benjamin in anyway.