It all started when I was up in my room playing xbox. It had been a long day at school, my evil math teacher Mr. Philips handed me back a test with a maniacal grin stretching his thin and blackend lips. I turned it over to see a huge red F circled at the top corner. 'Welll at least I can go home to a family that won't care' I thought miserably as I made the long walk home, torents of rain soarking my clothes. As I turned on my xbox and got ready to play, something strange happened. The screen glew orange, I was swept into the air and thrown at my TV set. Expecting to hear a crash and feel a million glass shards slicing my flesh, I was quite surprised whan my feet hit solid pavement and I looked up to see a tall man standing in front of me. Worse, he was holding a GUN, and it was pointed directly at my heart.