Another story. #2

[Throne_Spaz]

My feet walk.The halls are crowded. To many people. To many voices. I try to stay calm. Not need to breakdown here. To many eyes, ears. I see my first period classroom. I don't consider it a classroom. Just a simple closet the janitor let me use to do my studying by my self. I open the door. The place was a mess. I cleaned it. The bell rings. I pick up my feet and go through the motions of the school. I get stares. Being gone for a year , that is, seems to get people to notice you. I crawl out of last period in a haste to get outside. To many people. As I try to find the door to outside my feet disobey me. They twist together in a non-human like way.Then I fall. I hear a crack. The ground, life, air closes around me. Suffocating me. There is a shearing pain in my left leg. I scream because there is nothing what so ever to do besides scream. I feel the silence all around me. Every one stopping. They stare without a breath. Then they start laughing. They think its a joke of some sort. I get up. Fast. I feel the pain like its a second skin. I start running. Dropping my empty bag. I fly out the door so fast. My eyes are trying to cry. My cheeks trying to blush. But they can't do any of that. You need energy, blood, and some other important things that I do not have. I keep running. Down the hill. Past all the kids by there cars. They stop to stare. I feel my leg , it feels like its burning in side out. It does not feel broken. Probably just a major pinched nerve. What about the crack. My head. It hit the floor. I put my hand to my forehead. Just a small pump. It can't swell much. I do think it can. I'm still running. I cross the street. Oh' God. Theres a car. I feel the pressure. I feel my self hit the ground again. I see black and thats all I see. I do not scream this time. I stay silent because that is all I can do. I hear voices. None mine. Everything is numb. Just how I like it. Everything is cold. I preffer it like that. Everything is black. I like it better like that. Everything is gone. I dont remember everthing like that.....



My screwed up keeps taking over and writing storys.