I walk through the rain on my way home from a horrible day at school. I had been in another fight. Well, I didn't fight back; I was beat up by some of the bullies at school. It happens all the time; it's normal; completely normal.
It seems nothing new ever happens in this city. It was like I was in a movie stuck on repeat; playing over and over again.
I walk down the streets, past the manga stores and all the fun they may hold. I wish I could be in one of those stories; there are so many interesting things that could happen if life were a manga.
Here they come. They walk toward me. There are three of them. Three boys. They stop me; push me back.
"Heh, look what we have here," the one on the right, Takashi, pushes me again.
"What are you doing, walking all alone? ~" the middle one, Kai, says sarcastically, "Its getting late, little girls like you shouldn't be out all alone~" His tone scares me; I take a step back. I keep my eyes on the ground.
The one on the left, Kida pushes me to the ground and they all laugh. They laugh at my pain. I try to make sure my skirt doesn't fly up as I fall; books fall from my arms.
These boys are a nuisance; life would be nice without them.
I reach for my books. Kai steps on my hand to stop me. I yelp in pain as he crushes it. "P-please s-stop..." I cry.
"Why should I?" he smirks.
People pass by, but no one offers to help, no one tries to stop these boys from hurting me. It's like I'm invisible; unnoticed. These boys will beat me up and no one will stop them.
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