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One day...January 25th...as I wake up.... I fell a feeling in my stomach...the feeling of something is going to happen...I just ignore it.... as I prepare for school.... I feel the same feeling again...but I just think I’m hungry...I realize I’m late. And rush to the bus stop...  i see one of my friends on the bus...and we just talked.... i feel the same feeling as i did in the morning.... as the bus stopped on the bus stop in front of our school... i notice a couple of my friends walk across the street...i also notice the girl i like... she walks with her friends... so i just walked wit mine... i hear the bell ring...so i ran to my 1st period class... which is art...  i barely make it in to class.... and i sneak in just before the teacher calls my name  attendance... the class boringly rolls on... as the bell rings again...i take my time to  get to  my 2nd period class... because its gym and the teacher is not a dick.... im in the same class as one of my friends... so we just play ball.... i lose as always.... then the bell rings for  3rd period...English.....which is on the other side of the school... not only am i l8 most of the times.... my teacher is such a bitch... so i just brush her off and go to my seat....i always do good..... But she still gets on my case.... the bell rings again.... lunch...I went to a burger place near the school.... and I chill wit sum guys there...they know me.... I know them.... I look at my watch...I’m faking late.... so I ran back to the school... to get to my 4th period...careers.... which all my friends and the girl I like r in the same class...as I get there.... I see a figure in dark clothing and a ski mask in front of the class... and I hear shots fired.... I duck down.... fearing for my life...I look up.... the figure is gone.... I quickly run to my class.... every one is on the floor.... I check every one...a few people are fine... but as I get to where me and my friends sit.... there down.... I shake them...but they don’t respond... I feared of what had come.... my friends died in my arms.... then... I go 2 the girl I like... i hold her in my arms... she was still alive.... but as i hold her...i feel something warm... i look at my hands... blood...i start to cry... seeing everything i treasured crumble b4 my eyes.... i prayed to the Lord... plz let me restart this day... let me change wut happened... as i walk traumatized down the hall.... i just never showed any emotion... i just walked down the hall as people run toward where i was just before.... i stop before the chapel in my school...i look at the cross...and i just turned away.... the blood stained clothing attracted others to stop and help me..... I just completely dropped... I just lost it.... I just didn’t know what to do...the stress of what happened started 2 put me unconscious.... .The last thing I remember...I saw the figure walk by....

 

 

As I awake I check the calendar.... it was January 25th.... the Lord answered my prayers...to relive that day...I grab my knife…. I know what I had to do…to protect the ones I love…. as I relive the day’s events…. I see my friends…. I tell them… what ever happens…. Always remember me…I can tell by the look on their face that they did not know what I was talking about…. I see the girl that I like…. I tell her…. I like you…. and if don’t like me I understand…I just want to say that to you because I might not have another chance to say it again…. as the day goes on…the events that I lived before seemed more precious… as I will never experience them again. As my time soon came to an end…I prayed to the Lord…. thanking him for this chance to save every one I loved…. I saw the same figure…. as I began to run toward him… I pull out my knife... taking aim at the figure... I lunge forward... but he turns around... looks at me and shoots me.... I lay there bleeding to death.... I look in to the classroom.... and watch as my life crumbles before my eyes