I am sorry that this is such a short chapter but I am starting off to see where it could go. It probably is not very good as I have not done any writing at all since school which was 6 weeks ago. Please review and tell me what you think!
"Climbing that Mountain- A guide to overcoming personal adversity" Well this is where that got me, lying on this hard floor. I know I won't have to wait long till Josh comes. He just won't leave me alone! He was the one that got me thinking I could climb this stupid rope. Why would I want to climb the rope anyway? What's the point in anything?
"Tariq?" Josh shouted down the empty hall. I could hear his footsteps getting closer. "Are you alright?" I didn't feel like answering- this was his fault. "I will get my Dad to help. Be right back!" I heard his quick footsteps getting further away. I was alone again. The ceiling looks very clean- unlike the ones back in Rochdale. I can't find one little bit of dirt. I wonder how Trudi and Naseem are doing. They visited me in hospital but left just before school started.
"Tariq" Mr. Clarkson said. It is harder to tell how fast people are moving with two sets of footsteps. Mr. Clarkson picked me up with one hand on my back and the other under my knees. I used to carry Naseem like that up to her bed when she fell asleep on the sofa. I felt me back push against my chair.
"What were you doing? You need to be more careful." Mr. Clarkson knelt down so he was my height. I hated it when people did that; it made me feel like a little kid. I felt a tear trickle slowly down my face.
"Are you alright? Tonight you can hang out, watch a movie or something?" Josh asked. I had to look away, hoping they would not be able to see my tears.
"I think it would be good for you to get out." Mr. Clarkson said while he put a hand on my lap. I slapped Tom as hard as I could. I don't know what came over me but it felt good. I saw him lying in front of me, blood coming out his nose. I felt as if I got some power back into me.