Warped Narrative

Tick....tick....tick. I sat in my desk in my boring science class looking at the clock on the wall while listening to the teacher drone on and on. He was talking about the boiling points of various substances, but none of that made any sense for me. I cautiously yawned, careful not to reveal to the teacher my apparent boredom, and i drowsily looked down at my notes and began to daydream. It was a very pleasant daydream, one of those which invoked happy thoughts and made your logical mind go down south. I dreamt about a life where i was successful and rich and happy. I drove down the street in my tricked out Ferrari and waved casually at people passing by. And then I was in my favorite ice cream store getting a rich sundae. As i prepared to take my first bite, i was rudely startled awake from my daydream, and i never felt more

Scared. That was the most visceral feeling that was running through my body. Jimmy Campbell and his group of thugs had cornered me afterschool this bright, sunny day and were proceeding to beat the living snot out of me. Now that I think of it, I have no idea how this even came to be. All I knew now was that my life was about to end. As far as I was concerned, the teachers at my grade school were completely useless. My captors had boasted all through the day as to what they would do to me after school. I briefly reminisced upon my short life. As I pondered the events of my existence, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jimmy wind his arm up to punch me. All I saw was a flash, and then a bright white light. I thought to myself, "This doesn't hurt at all, maybe I have some superpowers!" And then the pain hit me. It felt like my body was slammed into a brick wall at the speed of a NASCAR vehicle. He had knocked me out at the speed of

Light. All i saw as I opened my eyes was a strong light. I was back in my boring science classroom. The teacher had finished lecturing and had began to hand out worksheets for us to do. I turned around and viewed the source of my abrupt disturbance with squinted eyes. The classmate behind me had asked me for a pencil. I drowsily reached in my backpack and fulfilled his wishes. Then, I slouched back on my desk and began to sleep. This time, it was peaceful.