Lightning Strikes

I replied "Okay Marr" in a groggy voice.

Marr was what I called my aunt Martha. Aunt Martha had come to take care of me after my parents died in a car crash 10 years ago. I was only 6 then, It's hard to believe how much time has passed since that day. I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I had just gotten dropped off at home by my babysitter, Katie. When I heard my mother call.

" Are you home, Bill?" asked my mom

"yes mommy, i'm home" I responded

My mother than ran downstairs and gave me a big hug. I remember the smell of lavender in her perfume as I squeezed her tight.

"So, how was school?" My mom asked

I said " oh, it was good"

What I was afraid to tell my mom was that I had been bullied today and had been bullied everyday ever since last week. Every day Josh, the big fat kid in our classroom would come up to me at lunch and take my goldfish. He said that if I ever told anyone he would beat me up. Him being almost twice as large as me, I obviously gave him my goldfish willingly and didn't bother to tell anybody else. I looked at my moms smiling face and I remember thinking "Mom will worry about me if I tell her and thats not going to be good" Looking back at it, I've realized how naive I was back then. My mom and I then sat together and watched TV until my dad came home from work. We then had dinner where we talked about the news and what was going on with our relatives back in Poland. Little did I know that would be the last meal, I would have with my parents before they died. If I did,I would have cherished it a lot more.We finished our meals and they went to work on their projects My mom was a teacher and had to complete lesson plans for her students everyday and my dad was an architect and was working on a building that would be at the very centre of our city. I went upstairs to play with my GI Joe action figures. Around 5 minutes later, I heard the jingling of their keys so I figured they were going somewhere. I ran downstairs and saw my mom and dad getting dressed.

"Mommy where are you guys going" I asked

Dad said"oh, me and mom are just going to go to Home Depot and get some supplies to paint the kitchen."

We had recently moved in to our new home and some of the rooms had not been painted yet. I assumed they were going to get some more paint as we had run out when they were painting our living room last week.

"okay, bye mommy, bye daddy" I replied

"Bye Billy, we'll be back in no less than half an hour" said Mom

I waved to them one more time and they left. If only I had known that that would be the last time that I'd see them alive. I would have told them how much I loved them and truly appreciated everything that they had done for me. It was only 20 minutes later that our telephone rang. I was watching TV and I ran downstairs to pick up the phone. Expecting to hear my mom, I heard a police officer saying that my mom and dad had gotten in a car accident and that a police officer would arrive at my doorstep in a few minutes. I remember the officer's voice so clearly and the devastation that I felt. Tears started to stream down my eyes like a waterfall. I collapsed to the ground in tears and cried until the officer arrived at my door a few minutes later.

"BILL, GET OUT OF BED YOU LAZY ASS, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE" Howled Martha

I woke up from my trip down memory lane and quickly got dressed. I ran down the stairs of my house and grabbed my backpack and a slice of bread off the table.

I said "Sorry Marr, I dozed off" as I sprinted out the door and started running to my bus stop. I knew that if I missed my bus, it would be another 30 minutes before the next bus came and I would be late for my calculus test. I just made the bus and hopped on for my trip to Walters Secondary School. Walters was a high school made for gifted people like me. However,that does not mean that everyone are nerds and that there aren't jocks and bullies like other schools. Josh from kindergarten wasn't here to bully me thankfully but there was Jake. Someone who was much, much worse. He was 6 feet 2 and big and muscular. He was many of the teacher's favourite and was the quarter back for the football team. To the teachers, he couldn't hurt a fly but after class, he'd punch and kick as many people as he could. He was the definition of a complete dick. Today after school, I was walking back to Martha's house when all of the sudden it started to rain. I had watched the news this morning so I knew that the weather today was rainy with a chance of thunderstorms so I came prepared. I put my bag down and I bent down to unzip my bag and take out my jacket. When all of the sudden I get a kick in the balls. I fall down to the ground in pain. My balls feel like they're gonna explode from the impact. Tears falling from my eyes. I look up to see Jake and his friends take out all my stuff out of my backpack and poor it on the soaking wet ground. I could feel my skin heat up as I stood up.

"Stop it Jake" I screamed

Before I knew it. Jake had me pinned to a tree and his hands around my neck squeezing me. I looked at his face and saw nothing but pure pleasure. The bastard was enjoying it. I looked past him and saw the other 4 of his friends laughing and cheering him on as he choked me. Anger boiled up inside me and I remembered the extra pen that I always carried in my pocket. My hand quickly reached into my pocket, uncapped it and pulled it out. I mustered up all my rage and stabbed it into his arm as hard as I could. All of the sudden his hands released on my neck and I felt the rush of air pouring into my lungs. I looked up and saw Jake clenching his arm. Blood leaking out of the hole I created with my pen. I saw his friends approaching and realized that I only had a few more seconds before I was pummelled so I might as well do the most I can in these precious seconds. I ran towards Jake, feeling my footsteps pound into the ground. I stopped just before Jake and I reeled my fist back as far as I could and punched Jake as hard as I could. I could feel the bones of his nose break under my fist and it couldn't have been more satisfying. I could see his friends running towards me now, realizing my time was getting shorter and shorter. I brought my leg back and kicked Jake straight in the balls just like he did to me so many times before. I could see his friends approaching and one guy,Samuel was a few metres ahead of everyone else. Samuel being a sprinter and a cross country champion, I suspected he'd be ahead of everyone else. However, Samuels weakness is his vision. He's far-sighted and can only see things close to him. My instincts kicked in and I grabbed a rock from the ground near where I was standing and hurled the rock at Samuel. Poor Samuel only say the rock when it was too late and got his head bashed by the large rock. He collapsed to the ground immediately and what I could only hope would result in him having a concussion. Since Samuel was always the one who would tackle me to the ground when I would try and run away from Jake's attacks. Jake's friends were fast approaching and I knew that everyone else had near perfect eye sight. So I gave Jack one last kick to the face to make sure he was unconscious and prepared my fists. First one to come at me was Drake. He swung his right fist at me and I was able to dodge it but the second punch hit me right in the side of my face. I went sprawling to the ground. They all surrounded me and started kicking me and calling me names. I rolled around in pain until I saw one of the guys had their legs wide open. I decided that I was not gay but I wanted to survive tonight, so I grabbed the man's balls through his sweat pants and I squeezed the hardest I could. He screamed in pain and dropped to the ground. I rolled over another few times until I saw Davids Yeezy's. I remembered that David always low-rides, so I pulled his pants down and used his pants to pull his legs under him and cause him to fall. After that, I used his pants to propel me forward and allow me to drive my knee right in his balls. Right before I felt someone grab my sweater and toss me into the air. I hit the ground right beside my backpack and saw Tommy standing on top of me.

"you're gonna pay for what you've done Bill"snarled Tommy

I whispered" go to hell"

Tommy then sat on top of me and started to choke me just as Jake had.

Tommy said" I'm gonna finish what Jake started"

"you don't have the guts" I said

As Tommy was speaking my hand had crept into my bag and grasped my scissors. It was pure luck that I had landed right beside my bag and for that I was thankful. I looked up at Tommy, tears in my eyes and with all the power left inside of me, thrusted the scissors into Tommy's thigh. However, Tommy wasn't as weak as Jake and didn't stop squeezing after the first attack. So, I kept up the assault. I stabbed his leg another 5 times before his grip finally loosened allowing me to head butt him. I saw his hand grab his thigh in pain, so out of rage. I stabbed his hand with the scissors too. He howled in even more pain as I pushed him off of me and got up and stared down at Tommy. He was clenching his hand and thigh in pain crying.

"Now you know how I feel" I said to Tommy as I stared down at him. Looking down at Tommy, I remembered all the times he made fun of me and punched and kicked me. Rage and anger started to boil again. I pulled Tommy's face up against mine and then shoved Tommy's head down into the gravel. Before I gave it one final kick. All of the sudden, I felt a pair of arms grab my arms and chest rendering them useless. I looked back and saw that as I was fighting these four of Jake's friends. His back up had arrived. There were 5 of them, 6 if you counted the man that was holding me. Each took a turn punching and kicking me. There was a point where I felt no more pain because everything was just so numb. After they were done with me they shoved me on to the pavement and left me there to rot. I looked up and saw them carrying their friends away. My whole body was in such intense pain it hurt to even flinch. I looked up and saw the sky thunder. The last thing I remember was seeing white and then black before I blacked out.