19 December, 2012

story time... The Guy

no this is not the story i been working on it a very short story i wrote my junior year of high school

 The Guy
I can still see his face looking at me as he fell to the ground. I play the image of that day over and over in my head. Some people may say I’m crazy that none of this really happened, but I swear on my life that this happened and that he was real.
He showed up in town one day no one knew who he was. I first saw him in the halls at school going to art class. He opened his locker, and almost hit me in the face. I looked at him and all most yelled,” Dude watch what your doing.”
He looked at me and smirked and said,” how about you watch where your going.”
I mumbled,” I was or I would of gotten hit.” I walked away slamming his locker closed. I went to class, and he walked in behind me. I took my seat trying to ignore him as best as I could. As he sat down next to me I asked,” what are you stalking me or something?”
He looked at me, and whispered,” no I’m in this class, duh!” I looked away and rolled my eyes, and go to work on my painting. Every few minutes I felt him elbow me in my ribs. I glance over a few times, but for the most part ignore it.  Until finally it was enough, and started to hurt more then annoyed me. I yelled,” Will you please stop elbowing me in my ribs!”
He looked at me confused along with every one else in the class. He whispered,” I haven’t elbow you at all.” I started to protest when an acute pain in my ribs halted me to a stop. I screamed in pain and I closed my eye from the pain. I felt a hand on my shoulder, but when I opened my eyes again all I saw were black spots and with every blink it made the bigger the spots grew. Then I blacked out completely all of a sudden.
The next thing I knew I was waking up in the nurse’s office. No, wait a hospital of some sort. I yelled for my grandma but no answer. She had to be here somewhere I thought. I got up feeling a little light head. I notice I wasn't in any hospital at all the room I was in has iron bars on the door and windows.
I started to scream for help hoping some one would hear me. He came over and told me keep quite. I asked him,” why?”
He looked at me and whispered, “ They’ll hear you and kill you.”
I looked at him scared to death and whispered” why me?”
He turned away from and said, “ I can’t tell you that”
I started to protest but deicide to let it go and went back over to the bed and curled up. Days passed and rarely any one came but to give me food and water. Then one day he came back and opened the door. He looked at me and in a firm voice said,” lets go now!” I looked at him confused he came over with the speed faster then any human and grabbed my arm, and rushed out of the room and down the hall into the bright light of outside. Then guns went off, and people were shooting at us as I watch him get shot and turn around. He looked me dead in the eyes and mouthed run. I just stood there and watched him fall to the ground. Then once I got unfrozen from fear I took off running as fast as I could. Not looking back to see what would become of that guy who lost his life saving me from the place he took me to in the first place. 

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