Dream sequence: My dream
There lay a young ebony haired young boy. Pretty much my age, lying down in the middle of the playground, crying. There many other children were ganging around him, kicking him, punching him,. They were all sniggering, nearby there was the sound of a bell; then even more children emerging from the doors in nearby corridors. They too started to join in the torment of the young boy. Soon it seemed that the entire school was attacking the defenceless boy. A couple of seconds later, the loud cracking of the boys bones resulted in even louder cries, for help, for someone, for anyone to stop this torment. Meanwhile some teachers passed not caring. Then all of a sudden the gang stopped and took a few steps away from what was left of the destroyed boy. Now that I had a better view, I could see that his arms and legs completely destroyed, many teeth were knocked out, and his ribs looked badly smashed as well. Then out from the crowd came a purple haired boy, a cruel and heartless smirk filling his face, followed by a mess brown haired boy, who seemed to want to stop whatever the former had in mind. An argument broke out before the latter was pulled away by the crowd leaving the purple haired boy to commit whatever his mind had come up with. The pit of my stomach fell with dread as he stepped closer to crying boy, in his pool of blood, the purple hairs shoes made a splashing sound as if stepping into an ordinary rain puddle, not blood. He smirked just seconds from lifting his fist, the orb that surrounded it was starting to flame, as he made one quick movement, it was clear that his attack was to... to...crack open the.... young boys....h..h...head, as his flaming fist came within millimetres of its target....
tell me what you think! this is my current work in progress. first part though not first chapter.
There lay a young ebony haired young boy. Pretty much my age, lying down in the middle of the playground, crying. There many other children were ganging around him, kicking him, punching him,. They were all sniggering, nearby there was the sound of a bell; then even more children emerging from the doors in nearby corridors. They too started to join in the torment of the young boy. Soon it seemed that the entire school was attacking the defenceless boy. A couple of seconds later, the loud cracking of the boys bones resulted in even louder cries, for help, for someone, for anyone to stop this torment. Meanwhile some teachers passed not caring. Then all of a sudden the gang stopped and took a few steps away from what was left of the destroyed boy. Now that I had a better view, I could see that his arms and legs completely destroyed, many teeth were knocked out, and his ribs looked badly smashed as well. Then out from the crowd came a purple haired boy, a cruel and heartless smirk filling his face, followed by a mess brown haired boy, who seemed to want to stop whatever the former had in mind. An argument broke out before the latter was pulled away by the crowd leaving the purple haired boy to commit whatever his mind had come up with. The pit of my stomach fell with dread as he stepped closer to crying boy, in his pool of blood, the purple hairs shoes made a splashing sound as if stepping into an ordinary rain puddle, not blood. He smirked just seconds from lifting his fist, the orb that surrounded it was starting to flame, as he made one quick movement, it was clear that his attack was to... to...crack open the.... young boys....h..h...head, as his flaming fist came within millimetres of its target....
tell me what you think! this is my current work in progress. first part though not first chapter.
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