As I sat in the hospital waiting room, I felt something that I never thought that I would feel, I felt guilt. I felt like I would be dragged to the depths of the Earth. The constant reminder on my hand, a deep gash that I had gotten from the fight. Puck had come to my rescue when Toby, the school bully had tried to pick a fight with me. I could have taken him on, but I guess that puck didn't think so. Puck lunged at Toby and Toby took out a knife and stabbed him. I then took a turn lunging at Toby and he made a gash to my hand. I am going to be fine, but puck needs to be taken back to his family because he might die.