A Walking Soul

A boy named Trace lost all of his friends. As he was a walking home, his old friend Peter, punched him in the back of the head and knocked him unconscious. What happened to his life? Many questions he asks as he figures out the answers.

published on October 20, 2017not completed

Detention=Relaxation

Ever since I got detention, I felt so relax. No one to harass you, no rumors, no noise. Silence. Uh, that word just makes me want to fall asleep. It's so relaxing. There's also hardly anyone there too. I sometimes just go in there for fun. Flip off a student, detention. Shout di**, detention. Slap the a kid in the back of the head, detention.
If you've never had detention, you're living a lie. Imagine, a quite room, hardly anyone in it, no one can talk, or hurt you. It's perfect. It's a dream come true.

Something terrible happened. Peter got detention. He walked in screaming at everyone. Sat down, and looked at me.

Peter: "What are you doing in here?"

Me: "Relaxing. That is until you came in here."

Peter: "Well, listen. I heard that you and Krastina..."

He just sat there I silence for 30 minutes. No words, just staring blankly. I honestly felt bad. I mean, I know the rumors hurt me more than anyone but, imagine your love. Your only love, is also loved by your best friend. How would you react? And then, you realize that it's false. You just hurt your friend over pathetic lies.

When the world falls,
Do you call with it?
Or do you help it up?
-I.H.
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