Johnny woke with a start. His sides and his back hurt. He stretched,
and contracted again. "Oowww." he half whined, wincing. He grudgingly got
out of bed, and dressed for the day.
"Come on, Shmee. Let's go get breakfast."
Johnny tiptoed down the stairs, edging his way around the house. He only smiled when he saw his mother sitting at the table, sipping on coffee and reading a newspaper. He slipped into the kitchen, making himself a bowl of cereal. He gave his mom a quick 'good morning' hug before sitting down to eat.
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Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
Everyday is the same
when looking straight ahead
Caught in the safety of routine
I lose myself again
And if only for a moment do I
truly feel this way,
then suddenly it all becomes
something of worth to me
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Johnny trudged to school before his menacing step dad could wake up, not wanting to try his luck. He sighed heavily, knowing what the kids at school would say already. They were all getting to that age.becoming more aware. "I hate seventh grade," Johnny said under his breath. 'Ah, here comes one of the morons now,' Johnny thought as a little red haired girl, who was wearing her hair in pigtails, approached him. "What," she giggled, "Happened to you?"
"Go away, Candace."
"But I want to know what happened. You look all...well...uglier than you usually do!"
Johnny shot that girl a death glare, and she quickly scampered away to all her other giggly friends.
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Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
And here I will stay with four walls round
my heart in a room that won't betray
Now that I've gone too far,
this escape has caught up with me
Everyone's gone
They all realized that I stopped caring
so long ago that today
was only taken for granted
And tomorrow's just one more
that I believe I deserve
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As Johnny entered the classroom, more giggles and people poking fun greeted him. He lowered his eyes and took his seat in the back. A kid named Paul sauntered up to his desk, leaning on it. "So what's on your mind, Nny? Your boyfriend? Or something else? And why are your arms all bruised? Have you been trying to build up, or something? You're so frigging skinny, no wonder you'd want to," He taunted.
"Shut up, Paul. I am not in the mood."
"Oooh..not in the mood? What happened? Did he dump you?"
Johnny tried to ignore the boy, but he was feeling his anger building up. "Getting mad, Nny?" Paul continued to fan the fire. "I see." Paul walked away, leaving Johnny fuming. The day would not go well. The other students would see to that.
Johnny pulled Shmee out of his book bag, and looked at him intently. "No, Shmee. I can't hurt people. It's wrong! I know they hurt me, and intend to, but.."
Johnny's little reverie was broken as he was pushed up against a tree, and punched in the face. He winced and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see who it was hitting him. He tool a hard blow to the stomach, then another one to his chin.
"Ow."
"Stop complaining!"
Johnny figured out who it was. It was Paul's older brother, Ben, with Paul standing close behind. He was grinning wickedly at Johnny's pain. "Emm.could we be rational here? I mean, I didn't really do anything." And it earned him another blow to the stomach.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
And here I will stay with four walls round
my heart in a room that won't betray
Spent too many hours in this room,
leaving the world outside my door
In failed attempts to forget about,
being frustrated with myself
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Johnny winced in pain. Ten minutes later, and he was still pinned up against that tree. Taking blow after blow after blow - and what could he do? Complain? No, that would only cause more problems. He would be hit again, no doubt. He could only wait for a sign as to when his temporary captors might release him..and he knew it probably would hurt, even when they did.
"Come on, Shmee. Let's go get breakfast."
Johnny tiptoed down the stairs, edging his way around the house. He only smiled when he saw his mother sitting at the table, sipping on coffee and reading a newspaper. He slipped into the kitchen, making himself a bowl of cereal. He gave his mom a quick 'good morning' hug before sitting down to eat.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
Everyday is the same
when looking straight ahead
Caught in the safety of routine
I lose myself again
And if only for a moment do I
truly feel this way,
then suddenly it all becomes
something of worth to me
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Johnny trudged to school before his menacing step dad could wake up, not wanting to try his luck. He sighed heavily, knowing what the kids at school would say already. They were all getting to that age.becoming more aware. "I hate seventh grade," Johnny said under his breath. 'Ah, here comes one of the morons now,' Johnny thought as a little red haired girl, who was wearing her hair in pigtails, approached him. "What," she giggled, "Happened to you?"
"Go away, Candace."
"But I want to know what happened. You look all...well...uglier than you usually do!"
Johnny shot that girl a death glare, and she quickly scampered away to all her other giggly friends.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
And here I will stay with four walls round
my heart in a room that won't betray
Now that I've gone too far,
this escape has caught up with me
Everyone's gone
They all realized that I stopped caring
so long ago that today
was only taken for granted
And tomorrow's just one more
that I believe I deserve
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
As Johnny entered the classroom, more giggles and people poking fun greeted him. He lowered his eyes and took his seat in the back. A kid named Paul sauntered up to his desk, leaning on it. "So what's on your mind, Nny? Your boyfriend? Or something else? And why are your arms all bruised? Have you been trying to build up, or something? You're so frigging skinny, no wonder you'd want to," He taunted.
"Shut up, Paul. I am not in the mood."
"Oooh..not in the mood? What happened? Did he dump you?"
Johnny tried to ignore the boy, but he was feeling his anger building up. "Getting mad, Nny?" Paul continued to fan the fire. "I see." Paul walked away, leaving Johnny fuming. The day would not go well. The other students would see to that.
Johnny pulled Shmee out of his book bag, and looked at him intently. "No, Shmee. I can't hurt people. It's wrong! I know they hurt me, and intend to, but.."
Johnny's little reverie was broken as he was pushed up against a tree, and punched in the face. He winced and squeezed his eyes shut, not wanting to see who it was hitting him. He tool a hard blow to the stomach, then another one to his chin.
"Ow."
"Stop complaining!"
Johnny figured out who it was. It was Paul's older brother, Ben, with Paul standing close behind. He was grinning wickedly at Johnny's pain. "Emm.could we be rational here? I mean, I didn't really do anything." And it earned him another blow to the stomach.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Won't face this day and I won't care now,
the sunrise promises nothing new
And here I will stay with four walls round
my heart in a room that won't betray
Spent too many hours in this room,
leaving the world outside my door
In failed attempts to forget about,
being frustrated with myself
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Johnny winced in pain. Ten minutes later, and he was still pinned up against that tree. Taking blow after blow after blow - and what could he do? Complain? No, that would only cause more problems. He would be hit again, no doubt. He could only wait for a sign as to when his temporary captors might release him..and he knew it probably would hurt, even when they did.