"What were you thinking!?!" my mother yelled. "You could have seriously
hurt those kids! You know how badly you can bust stuff up when you're
angry! Don't you remember the tree?!?" When I was about five and still
had friends, I was playing soccer and loosing. Enraged, I punched a tree,
smashing it in half. That may have been when kids started to shy away from
me…
"But, but mom---" I tried to defend myself, but neither she nor the Principal would listen. The school board had been waiting for me to slip. That way, they would have an excuse to expel the mutant that was a bad influence on the "normal" kids; the Principal especially, he hated me. "Showing extreme acts of violence are exploits that could end you in big trouble, such as juvenile court…" the principal droned on, "yet I have talked to the parents of the victims. The injuries weren't that serious, and they all agree to drop the charges—"
"How!" my mother yelled so loudly the Principal almost lost his balance and fell off his chair.
"Well," the Principal said triumphantly, "all you have to do is move. Far, far, away."
"What!" it was my turn to yell now. " Move away! But this is our home!" I felt like breaking HIS nose now. "and besides, they started it! In my opinion, they disserved it, as do certain other arrogant people…" I snarled between my teeth, glaring ice at the Principal.
"Honey, please sit down, please" my mother begged, tugging my shirt a little. "I was thinking about moving anyway."
"What!" the Principal and I said together, though the Principal said it smugly.
"Yes," my mother went on, "I have already enrolled you in a new school. It's a little different from this one… but I was going to tell you when the time was right. I've had all the arrangements dealt with, that's where your stuff that you were missing went. To our new house." I just stared at her in disbelief. Could it be?
The Principal looked pleased, too pleased. "Well, now ma'am, that will be all then. Good-bye; for the last time. You too." With those last words, he shot a triumphant glance at me, and walked off. That was the last time I saw him.
Two days later I was on a bus to god knows where. My mother was coming up in two days after she finished packing, but until then, I was on my own. Don't feel sorry for me, I'm used to it. Anyway, I sat next to this old lady who was going up to visit her grandson on his birthday. When she told me the date of his birthday, I said, "Hey, that's my birthday too!" She smiled at me, but the look in here eye told me she knew something more, something important. I didn't ask about it though. When she asked about me parents, I told her I didn't even know where my father was, or if he was still alive. "Well," she said, "if you believe in him, and that someday he will come home, he just might. But you must want it, and you must wish it," she added, a twinkle in her eye. When I finally got off the bus at my new hometown, I was shocked.
It was so different. It was a small town, and I mean, small. There was a general store, a town hall, a bar, a few houses, and a school. It was a tiny school, which probably held less than fifty kids. "I live here?!?" It didn't even have a decent store; man, this was going to be strange.
"But, but mom---" I tried to defend myself, but neither she nor the Principal would listen. The school board had been waiting for me to slip. That way, they would have an excuse to expel the mutant that was a bad influence on the "normal" kids; the Principal especially, he hated me. "Showing extreme acts of violence are exploits that could end you in big trouble, such as juvenile court…" the principal droned on, "yet I have talked to the parents of the victims. The injuries weren't that serious, and they all agree to drop the charges—"
"How!" my mother yelled so loudly the Principal almost lost his balance and fell off his chair.
"Well," the Principal said triumphantly, "all you have to do is move. Far, far, away."
"What!" it was my turn to yell now. " Move away! But this is our home!" I felt like breaking HIS nose now. "and besides, they started it! In my opinion, they disserved it, as do certain other arrogant people…" I snarled between my teeth, glaring ice at the Principal.
"Honey, please sit down, please" my mother begged, tugging my shirt a little. "I was thinking about moving anyway."
"What!" the Principal and I said together, though the Principal said it smugly.
"Yes," my mother went on, "I have already enrolled you in a new school. It's a little different from this one… but I was going to tell you when the time was right. I've had all the arrangements dealt with, that's where your stuff that you were missing went. To our new house." I just stared at her in disbelief. Could it be?
The Principal looked pleased, too pleased. "Well, now ma'am, that will be all then. Good-bye; for the last time. You too." With those last words, he shot a triumphant glance at me, and walked off. That was the last time I saw him.
Two days later I was on a bus to god knows where. My mother was coming up in two days after she finished packing, but until then, I was on my own. Don't feel sorry for me, I'm used to it. Anyway, I sat next to this old lady who was going up to visit her grandson on his birthday. When she told me the date of his birthday, I said, "Hey, that's my birthday too!" She smiled at me, but the look in here eye told me she knew something more, something important. I didn't ask about it though. When she asked about me parents, I told her I didn't even know where my father was, or if he was still alive. "Well," she said, "if you believe in him, and that someday he will come home, he just might. But you must want it, and you must wish it," she added, a twinkle in her eye. When I finally got off the bus at my new hometown, I was shocked.
It was so different. It was a small town, and I mean, small. There was a general store, a town hall, a bar, a few houses, and a school. It was a tiny school, which probably held less than fifty kids. "I live here?!?" It didn't even have a decent store; man, this was going to be strange.