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I am still on the ground with no blood on me, but my arm hurts real badly. The popular eight grade jock helps me get back up, and then he punches me with his left arm once, and then he punches me with his right arm once in the face. He is about to punch me in the stomach with his right arm, but...

Chapter 11: I’ll Make My Move Nothing is interesting about my life. Seriously, all I do is stay home all day and reflect on the day… and Jane Dalk of course… She is the only reason I am breathing right now… I wish I could tell her my true emotions, but she would probably just scoff at me. I...

I didn’t notice it, but everyone was watching us. The attention was all on David and me. I was a little but stunned, but once I sat back in my seat, less people looked at me, and that was a very good thing. Jason keeps peering over at me from time to time, but when I look at him, he turns his...

Chapter 10: There Is No Point In Trying Well, today is Monday now and I am at my stupid school right now. After the dance, I just ran home and cried in my pillow for several minutes, but I stopped once my mother came home. I forgot about going to the movie with Paul Smike after the dance as...

I race myself shadow down to the car, but my shadow decides to disappear because I am kicking his ass in this race, but he usually wins during the spring and summer for some unknown reason… After another ten minutes of waiting, my mother finally gets in the car, and it takes her five minutes...

Chapter 9: The School Dance So I guess my mother is going to have to chaperone at my dance… I guess I have to accept this fact, but if God truly loves me-which I know he doesn’t-he’ll get rid of my mother… Get rid of her, meaning she won’t be able to attend my school dance because something...

Chapter 8: Down By The Creek Today is still Thursday, and today I am going to try to catch a frog to use it for my science project that is due soon. You see, I need a frog because I am going to dissect and tell about its inner body parts, like the colon (the large intestine), the small...

Chapter 7: The School Dance Permission Slip Today is Thursday now, and my father is finally back in the house after a couple of days of his absence. “Okay, Josh, remember, if anyone asks, just say that I went to a third world country like Canada to teach kids how to speak Spanish!” my dad...

Chapter 6: Where Are My Good Looking Nurses? I am not dead, but I feel like shit, and that is not a good feeling if you have ever felt as bad as that. I am also not in a nice, quiet, and cozy room with good looking nurses; instead, I am on the playground ground and a young man is examining...

Jason pokes me with his pen once again, and I am entitled to peer into his grimacing eyes. Instead of being a pussy like I usually am, I roar out my words. “What the hell do you want!?” I think Mrs. Batella heard me because she glanced over at me to see if it really was me who said the swear...

Chapter 5: Back To The Hellhole “Josh, did you enjoy your four day break?” my mom questions me while I am still lying in my bed completely motionless. I rub my eyes and ponder about what my mom has just asked me. It is true that I had Saturday and Sunday off, but I would not consider...

Chapter 4: An Unexpected Visitor “Get up… now!” a familiar voice demands. “You aren’t expelled anymore, remember? I know knew that this voice belonged to my mom, and she was tugging me out of bed once again. I really didn’t feel like getting my ass kicked at school today, and I stayed up...

Chapter 3: Telling My Parents It is not easy to tell your pants that you are suspended from school. You see, parents like to be bitches about crap like this, even though they could just send their child to a different school easily. But they love to make big deals about things just because...

Chapter 2: The Weekend Is Over I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care that the weekend is over, I don’t do anything anyways besides talk to myself, and I do that in school anyways, except it takes place in a different scenario. I don’t care. I don’t care. I don’t care… It's...

This might be disgusting, but it is a good example. If there was a young women that was depressed because she had never experienced sex, and a man felt sorry for her, so he decided to make love to her. Would that be wrong? I mean, the man just wanted to make the women happy, but that is wrong...

I made this story when I was only thirteen (13) years old, but I just never ended up posting it until now. Chapter 1: Welcome To My Life Why am I here? What am I doing here? What is this place people call the “world?” Why can I only achieve the goals that I don’t want to achieve? Who...

Why is it only for 18 year olds? There's nothing bad about it...

crap, dogs, cheese, and...

No, my friend did that to me, and I forgot how to get rid of it.

Does anyone know a good word for destruction?