Here, i will place down various chapters of a story I made up once. I will be very slow at updating it and Email me, CyborboyX, if you want to tell me what you think of it.Also email me if you are confused or think you found an error in the text. me goal is to have atleast 1 chapter placed here every other week. Tell me how you like it ^_^
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Chapter 1
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I step out of the car, fightend stiff at what this new school would show me. I have heard many things about drug attics galore and gangs everywhere you breath. I was just a small, weak 7th grader, hoping he would exit this place alive. As my mom waved goodbye, blew a kiss, and drove off, I wiped the last tear from my eye.
The crosswalk, seemed to veer to the left, into the school where all chaos would breakout. I started walking slowly with depression in each stride, "Well, here goes nothing," I sighed. Each step grew on my head as I saw two boys standing in front of the school, eyeing me like a spy. I started walking faster. Just as I thought I was home free from the two "spies", I felt a tug on my shirt. It was them.
"Hey, kid give me all your money!" he said with thugish voice.
"Yah, and if you don't we'll pound ya," the other said. I was getting scared. My head spontaneously looked around for a teacher.....SAVED, Saved atlast. A teacher was right to the left of us staring right at us.
"Ha, you wouldn't hurt me in front of a teacher! You can't have my money! And what will you do about that!" I yelled as I broke away from their grasp and pointed a shaking finger at them.
"So your a wise guy, eh? Well I don't like wise guys." the thug murmured. He cracked his knuckles, geting ready to hurt an innocent.
"Ya, me and frankie don't like wise little punks like you, so we'll be sure to rip you apart, piece by piece!" He boomed over all. People seemed not to notice us, including the teacher. The two lifted their fists. I lifted mine and set my mind on a plan that may succeed.
"Say goodnight little punk!" Frankie exclaimed as he therw a devestaing fast punch at me.I bearly dodged it and used a quick sweep kick to knock down Frankie. He looked enraged, steam seemed to rise from him. The other gangster, as they probably were, punched me hard in the chest. The air from my lungs was emptied. I fell hard on the sub-zero concrete. I felt a million pistons pounding away at my back. I felt anger rise in me, I couldn't take it anymore. If this damn teacher was not going to move and do somthing to help me, I didn't care about my record.
I overcame the beatings and rose before the gangsters. Sweat was covering my brown skin and drenched my matted, black hair, my brown eyes were flowing with tears and burning with anger. The gangsters both seemed like giants compared to little ol' me. Even though I was not like a boxer or somthing, I was sure acting like one, showing the little muscle I had.
I threw a punch right at Frankie's face and he recieved it head on as blood started to flow from his nose. I turned just as i saw the other guy running to grab me. I stuck out my foot and he ran right into it, and hit him right where all boys tresure.
I leaped on to Frankie just as he was getting up from the punch to the nose. I punched him with all my might many times, screaming without me knowing it. After awhile, I was grabed by Frankie's friend.
"Kid, your dead," Said Frankie's friend. I watched in horror as Frankie pulled a switchblade out of his pocket and fliped it out. He charged at me with all his might. I struggled to get out, "NO! Please, NO!"
My voice squealed with my lungs being crushed by the arm of the one holding me.
I saw Frankie,
there,
charging,
I kicked,
hit his arm,
blade wasn't letten go of.
The blade pierced my flesh. It felt like a thousand needles being savagly stabbed into one place at the same time. I sank down on to the floor, the two gangsters above me.
I was surrounded.
in darkness,
in hate,
in regretfulness,
in blood.
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End of chapter 1