I dream of me stuck on a rock with lava surrounding me, and I suddenly jump in the lava, but end up falling in the sky. About to hit the ground, I can hear the chants of death in my head, then, THUD. I wake up on the floor on my back, aching in pain as I see my dad about to pick me up and throw me against the floor again, but notices im up and leaves. I sit up in a daze and quickly get other cloths from the pile to wear. I pick out a black shirt bleached all over, way to small, I remember that day. I look throw the pile more and put on a lime green shirt stained yellow with pee. I then run to the front door, on the left of the livingroom. Rubbing my back, I put on my brown shoes with holes in them, the bottoms almost completely off, and run out the door.
I run down three blocks to the school entrence. Two kids are leaning against the entrence looking for me, Jessie and Ellie, my "friends." I try to walk past them with out notice but they spot me, the best day to die is today anyway, it's sunny. "look whos trying to get out of our sight," Ellie says grabbing my collar with a grin. "How nice to see you Lenny rots," Jessie snears putting his arm around me, making me walk with them behind the school. It's fots not rots, but I'm rotten anyway, its only fair they call me that. "Did you bring us the money rots?" I stay silent, dredding the worst, are they going to break my finger again, or my foot? We walked all the way behind the building before I tell em, "no, if I were to get caught again it wouldn't just be my finger nails pulled this time." I show em my hands as they share no expression. "Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, you know what would happen, why don't you just lisen!" Ellie pulls out a knife swinging it in her hand. Ah, a knife, so Cleshay.
The next thing I know a knife slashes my left thigh, I yelp in pain, it hurt worst then expected. I try to leave but Jessie is twisting my arms around my back, so I fall on my knees instead. "Fucking bitch, did I give you permission to rest!" She punches my face harder then her arm can take and staggers back. I spit blood and crack my neck back in place, still emotionless, with empty eyes, and I pass out.