This is my first story so comments and any feedback I would appreciate
THIS IS A STORY ABOUT A GUY WHO JUST COULDN'T FIT I SOCIETY SO HE WAS PUT INTO A DIFFERENT WORLD
CHAPTER 1
I ran down the street and turned into an alley. My black hair was drenched in sweat and I didn't know what to do. I had brown eyes and I didn't have the best life but I made do with what I did. I was an athletic build but I could have used a little bit more on the side. I have a muscular build to add so it's not that easy to run with weight. I would like to say trouble likes to find me real easy but it's usually nothing I can't handle till now. I took some food from the wrong people but what can I say when you're hungry you do what you can to survive.
I tried to shake whoever was following me but it didn't work when I heard voices right behind me. "Where did the little rat go" said the lead guy. "I don't know but we need to find him or it's our head on the line" says the second dude. "I think I just saw him turn down this alley way" said the last guy. Then I hear "LETS GET HIM." As I am cornered in the brick dead end I don't know what to do but I do fight as much as I can. So I get in the fighting stance to ready myself.
I see them barreling down toward me so I throw the hardest punch. I could muster up with my remaining strength that was drained from running. After I threw it and I felt it connect with the guys jaw I heard "ow the little punk just hit me." Then I was grabbed by the other two guys and I was pinned up against the wall and I knew it was over. After a barrage of punches and kicks I fell with all my energy and life drained and I knew I was on a breaking point. I heard them laughing and making jokes about how I couldn't stand up for myself but look I was cornered and outnumbered so I don't think I had much of a chance.
After they left I tried to get up but everything hurt and I knew I was coughing up blood but I tried to stand it just to leave. I probably had a few broken ribs to add to the damage. So I knew I was not in good shape. When I walked a few feet I knew I wasn't getting anywhere anytime soon. I felt a gut wrenching pain in my stomach and I fell and passed out in the cold wet alley.
When I woke up it was dark but I didn't feel as bad as I did. I looked around trying to remember what happened but to no avail I couldn't remember a thing. So when I got up I still felt pain so I hunched over and walked out into the street. Everything stunned me because there were no tall skyscrapers and no muscle cars or trucks or even sports cars but only horse drawn carriages and little wooden shops and huts. I was speechless not just because I was not home but the pain has taken a downfall and it hurts to breath.
I walked around and got a few weird and dirty looks from almost everyone. Even a few kids pointed and laughed. I think I was because of my clothes but that was the least of my worries. I knew if I didn't get help I knew I would be in major trouble. I stumbled around asking people for a doctor or a hospital but they just looked at me and mumbled. When I coughed up some blood I think they started to think there was a serious problem. With that I fell and I knew I was about to black out again i had to see if anyone would help so with my final breath but I hoped not my last I said in a hoarse voice "please someone anyone help…"
WELL I KNOW ITS NOT MUCH BUT THAT'S ALL I COULD COME UP WITH IN ONE NIGHT TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK AND ANYONE WANT TO JOIN JUST PM ME AND I WILL SEE WHAT I CAN DO BUT THIS IS A BACKSTORY FOR ANOTHER WRITERS STORY BUT YEAH THIS CAN TAKE ITS OWN PATH NIGHT EVERYONE