Let me tell আপনি the story of how I got here. It was the fourteenth of January, 2011 in school. Here they have alchemy classes when the students learn how to use specially shaped circular diagrams called transmutation circles to flow energy from their bodies through another object to transmute, অথবা change, one object into another. In this class the only notable ones are the teacher, Mrs. Black, an elderly lady with bad memory and no experience with technology, the idiot, Justin, a light skinned black young man, the other idiot, Ben, a dark skinned black young man with black glasses, and me, Harrison, a ridiculously tall white young man who is usually quite gentle.
Justin lives to make everyone mad at him, that’s basically all he does in class. He can do basic alchemy but I have been able to make আরো advanced stuff like phones and even small computers. But one দিন Justin just drove me over the edge.
Mrs. Black left the room to go pick up copies of the homework that she was about to assign and Justin walked up to the front of the class with something shoved in his pants; laughing about having a “boner”, and then he proceeds to pulling paper out of his pant’s zipper. “Justin, stop being an idiot and go sit down.” I said. He didn’t even listen but continued to pull paper out of his pant’s zipper while Ben was laughing at him loudly. This was when I had enough, remember me saying I'm normally gentle, well I really snapped and begun drawing a transmutation বৃত্ত on my left hand. This got Justin’s attention. “Why should I have to sit down, আপনি can’t boss me.” He said. “Oh yeah? Watch me.” I said. And I placed my left hand onto the wooden ডেস্ক surface and transmuted it into a 6 foot bamboo bow with a bamboo arrow, and aimed it at Justin. I was getting ready to shoot the bow until I saw him do some alchemy of his own. He made a Japanese sword with his alchemy but regardless I shot the bow anyway. He was fast enough to be able to block the arrow, something that the samurai in জাপান did and where able to do because of the large arrows used. I was a martial artist too and knew exactly how to deal with a sword, a weapon called the jo, অথবা a 4.18 foot wooden staff. I used the bow to form a denser and আরো ridged but shorter pole about five feet in length because of my height. I assumed the proper stance for a Jo as I learned in jodo; I stood with my left foot in front with both knees bent and my left foot just slightly above the ground. I had my hands positioned just as I would with a sword and held out the jo just the same way. When he walked towards me with his sword I simply slid the jo back in my hand so that now I am holding the jo with each hand on the tips of the jo, I lifted my left hand right above my head still holding the jo দ্বারা each tip and when I let my left hand drop under my head I slid my left hand down the jo and I struck the side of his sword. My angle was just right and I caused the sword to stab right into his foot. While he was busy grunting in pain I stepped অগ্রবর্তী with my left foot and then slid my right foot up and jabbed him in the throat. He dropped the sword and held his throat, with any luck I crushed his windpipe and he will suffocate to death. He was tough I have to give him that because he just got up and cracked his neck and pointed the sword at me again. I had a better plan this time because obviously jabbing his throat will be to slow of a death. I ran into the back of the classroom and used the transmutation বৃত্ত on my left hand to make another Japanese sword and a smaller one foot long Japanese ছুরি that I hid quickly in my pocket. Justin naturally chased me into the back of the classroom and tried to perform a downward স্ল্যাশ and despite my lack of a proper position due to my lack of time I was still able to block it and let his sword drop off mine so that it slid almost to the ground. I swung my sword over my head and into his sword so that the blade forcefully hit the concrete floor. I took my right hand off my sword and grabbed my ছুরি and slit his throat in a flash. Justin fell to the ground and dropped his sword and the entire class stares at me but all look rather happy that I had just killed Justin.Ben spoke out of turn and ব্যক্ত “Harrison, what did আপনি do?!” “What does it look like I did আপনি half wit?” I ব্যক্ত while pointing the jo at him. All of the sudden everything appeared to pixilate and I couldn’t feel anything anymore, no emotions অথবা physical objects.
Justin lives to make everyone mad at him, that’s basically all he does in class. He can do basic alchemy but I have been able to make আরো advanced stuff like phones and even small computers. But one দিন Justin just drove me over the edge.
Mrs. Black left the room to go pick up copies of the homework that she was about to assign and Justin walked up to the front of the class with something shoved in his pants; laughing about having a “boner”, and then he proceeds to pulling paper out of his pant’s zipper. “Justin, stop being an idiot and go sit down.” I said. He didn’t even listen but continued to pull paper out of his pant’s zipper while Ben was laughing at him loudly. This was when I had enough, remember me saying I'm normally gentle, well I really snapped and begun drawing a transmutation বৃত্ত on my left hand. This got Justin’s attention. “Why should I have to sit down, আপনি can’t boss me.” He said. “Oh yeah? Watch me.” I said. And I placed my left hand onto the wooden ডেস্ক surface and transmuted it into a 6 foot bamboo bow with a bamboo arrow, and aimed it at Justin. I was getting ready to shoot the bow until I saw him do some alchemy of his own. He made a Japanese sword with his alchemy but regardless I shot the bow anyway. He was fast enough to be able to block the arrow, something that the samurai in জাপান did and where able to do because of the large arrows used. I was a martial artist too and knew exactly how to deal with a sword, a weapon called the jo, অথবা a 4.18 foot wooden staff. I used the bow to form a denser and আরো ridged but shorter pole about five feet in length because of my height. I assumed the proper stance for a Jo as I learned in jodo; I stood with my left foot in front with both knees bent and my left foot just slightly above the ground. I had my hands positioned just as I would with a sword and held out the jo just the same way. When he walked towards me with his sword I simply slid the jo back in my hand so that now I am holding the jo with each hand on the tips of the jo, I lifted my left hand right above my head still holding the jo দ্বারা each tip and when I let my left hand drop under my head I slid my left hand down the jo and I struck the side of his sword. My angle was just right and I caused the sword to stab right into his foot. While he was busy grunting in pain I stepped অগ্রবর্তী with my left foot and then slid my right foot up and jabbed him in the throat. He dropped the sword and held his throat, with any luck I crushed his windpipe and he will suffocate to death. He was tough I have to give him that because he just got up and cracked his neck and pointed the sword at me again. I had a better plan this time because obviously jabbing his throat will be to slow of a death. I ran into the back of the classroom and used the transmutation বৃত্ত on my left hand to make another Japanese sword and a smaller one foot long Japanese ছুরি that I hid quickly in my pocket. Justin naturally chased me into the back of the classroom and tried to perform a downward স্ল্যাশ and despite my lack of a proper position due to my lack of time I was still able to block it and let his sword drop off mine so that it slid almost to the ground. I swung my sword over my head and into his sword so that the blade forcefully hit the concrete floor. I took my right hand off my sword and grabbed my ছুরি and slit his throat in a flash. Justin fell to the ground and dropped his sword and the entire class stares at me but all look rather happy that I had just killed Justin.Ben spoke out of turn and ব্যক্ত “Harrison, what did আপনি do?!” “What does it look like I did আপনি half wit?” I ব্যক্ত while pointing the jo at him. All of the sudden everything appeared to pixilate and I couldn’t feel anything anymore, no emotions অথবা physical objects.
This is for all the kids who are bullied দ্বারা words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.
আপনি yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I সরানো on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
অথবা lift
me up.
Why must
আপনি hurt
me?
আপনি yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I সরানো on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
অথবা lift
me up.
Why must
আপনি hurt
me?
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my বন্ধু were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my বন্ধু to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My বন্ধু have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a বৃক্ষ and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. পরবর্তি thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....