A Short Story : A Story?

While walking down the hall to gym class Little Johnny, who constantly bothers the students, trips Little Jimmy on purpose and then laughs as Little Jimmy begins to cry. Little Johnny continues to poke fun at Little Jimmy during gym as well.

All the teachers left, but they were all confused because there was two cars there they knew that one of the cars was the janitors they did not know who the other one was but they did not care all the kids started circling Nick and Jon. Now the fight was on Nick started charging Jon, then jon just moved out of the way and put his arm out and Nick ran into Jons arm and he did a backflip and he landed on his face. He got a bloody nose and his eye started to swell. “Oow why did you hit

It made me which was one of Billy Bob’s friend angry of the fact they would do that to the newest person in the school. So billy Bob and his friends went to a teacher they trusted to help make the bullying stop. When Billy Bob told the names of the boys that were doing it the teacher said “that’s no surprise” which told Billy Bob and me that they have gotten in trouble for this matter

Mike, Suzie, Hanna, and Triston were walking home from school when Billy the bully punched Mike for no reason! "What was that for!" Mike exclaimed. Billy grunted and continued to violently hurt Mike. Hanna ran away. Suzie watched and laughed. And Triston did nothing. Hanna came running back with an adult, Billy's mom. "Billy Sunflower Luis! What are you doing to that poor child!"

Monday came a little too fast for Billy. He was at the cafeteria, smashing his green peas as he avoided his friend's gaze. His best friend Freddy was harrasing him for an answer. The question? Who would he pick to fuck. The embarrassing question had made Billy's face turn twenty different shades of red and cause a bunch of stutters. Oh the glories of being in the ninth grade.

The classroom was getting louder as everyone was making noses around them and that's when she notice Joey pulling out his duel disk in class,he was a spirited boy and loved to duel she couldn't help but chuckle.

“Hey, stop! No running in the concrete area!” yelled a teacher. Me, Kevin and Leo stopped immediately. Jimmy, stopped at first and looked back, but when he realized he got busted by a teacher, he sprinted down the stairs to hide in the field. “Who was that?” the teacher asked. “He is Jimmy,” We said. Leo ran to the field to find Jimmy while The teacher scolded us. “Jimmy is here!” yelled Leo. Jimmy slowly walked to the teacher. Leo was holding on to his hand like if he was arresting Jimmy. “Why did you run?” asked the teacher. “I didn’t want to get in trouble,” said Jimmy.

‘’Dad what am I gonna do about my toy” he said.” “Joey i don't think you are getting your toy back unless you know some type of self defense to get it back by force”. For some reason joey had no idea what i was saying. “ Self defense is like karate or jujitsu, wait a minute i can teach you”. “My sensei at my karate class will allow me to bring a guest to shadow me”

“Whatever Ben, it’s not that big of a deal. I don’t care if we get suspended” Max said casually. Just then Mrs. Howard walked out and told the boys to go talk to Mr. Brooks themselves. They walked in and sat down while their principle

“Billy punched danny in the face!” screamed one of the students from across the other side of the room with a smirk.

In a sewer line beneath a neighborhood street, Walther stopped at a non-descript wall. His sudden change aroused Chandler’s curiosity. “So this is the place, right?”

There was little to no one in the library. The crowd of people seemed to diminish more and more as night came closer. Baekhyun was stuck with his usual shift and he was bored to death. The library was always to quiet at night; the few people left never interacted with each other. Baekhyun felt like he was going to fall asleep any second and he still had fifteen minutes until it was time to lock up. His eyelids kept fluttering shut and it was getting harder to keep them open. His eyelids closed once again and this time he didn't bother to keep them open.

As the guide finished his sentence, Yuki dropped to the ground, like a lifeless body. Her Mother rushed to her and discovered she was as pale as a ghost. She had gone out cold. The heat had finally succeeded in knocking someone out, the dust ran wild in the air, attracted to her white body. The sun, shun sharply over the vast amount of barracks that surrounded them.

The blood, pooling on the dank cement of the stairwell. The light above shone red, and the blood could easily be mistaken for water. Pure, accidental, innocent. None of which could describe the blooming pool in the light of its true genesis. The zenith was the shoulder wound of Aberoth Ooschie, a man native to Berlin yet had checked into the Park Inn like a guest. The shoulder in question was earlier shot by a man in plainclothes and a discreet earpiece, after which Abe hurried his way out and past the nearest exit sign. He sat here now, four flights away from the roof, recalling the turbulence of fear and joy from the previous night, panting from his own exertion and from Zita's.

He left his seat as I stood frozen in shock. He walked to the back of the classroom. He balled-up his thick fist and PUNCHED the classroom’s back wall.