“After I finished breakfast and checked for any scars I caught the school bus for the very last time. The bus pulled into the school parking lot it felt like no time had past at all since I got onto the bus. I started to think about it and I noticed that I couldn't recall a single moment on the bus. So I started to walk towards my locker and whatever it was that happened on the bus happened again I was sitting in my Bio class listening to Mr. Greenwood droll on about the upcoming dissection. I grabbed my notebook from out of my backpack and found a pen as well. I knew that whatever was happening today with skipping all around was somehow connected to last nights “Nightmare”. My mom thought that it was just some bad dream. I knew better there was no dreaming going on the night before something serious was going on.
“I swear Jack if Greenwood gives us one more fucking paper to write on the anatomy of a frog…” my friend Daren could never finish any of his sly comments.
“Hey Dare I have to tell you something. This is serious I think I might be in some trouble.”
“Whats wrong bro?”
“Ok look I was teleported outside by a ghost last night before I went to bed it tried to kill me. It was horrifying a little child and his pet bird only this bird was freaking evil.”
“Did Casper come visit you oh no Jack you should be scared now.” Daren mocked with his usual smirk.
It wasn't bad that he was making fun of me I expected that but of all the people that I wanted to hear that was the biggest ass in the school Harry. This guy was a giant. He could probably rip your head of as easy as he can break a toothpick. No joke man it was always horrifying to watch him get pissed. Of course that's the first thing that I did that day. “Oh you hear that guys Jacky poo was haunted by a ghosty last night!” he yelled.
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“Look man that's not funny” I stammered back insecurely. I had no clue what came over me but that insecurity ended up making me mad. I ran up to him and punched him right in the nose. I loud pop was the only noise that came from the hallway for the most uncomfortable thirty seconds of my life.
The moment everyone was able to completely comprehend what had happened there were three guys on me holding me down as Harry beat the shit out of me. For five minutes I layed there in shock I may not have had scars from the night before but I still have a scar from that fight. Once the paralyzing fear and pain washed away I was suddenly strong enough to get out from the guys grasps and started whaling on Harry just as the principal got there. It took them two minutes to pry me away from that prick. I busted his nose and had knocked him out cold.
Apparently the whole time I was screaming about that damn pet bird the kid had and I was saying it wasn't my fault. People were terrified of me lucky for them though I would be out of that school for good (at least for classes).