Publication #1

Isaiah Shafik

Mrs.Christian

Pre-AP English

10 November 2017

Failed Filmer.

“Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?

Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle

Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?

Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet

Why God, why God do I gotta suffer?

Earth is no more, won't you burn this muh’fucka?”

My jaw clenched anxiously for the full fisted punch. You know how you can see a white light before you die, that’s exactly what this felt like. When the punch landed, I couldn't feel it at first but as the fight continued on, I realized my jaw was completely destroyed. I decided it was time to stop messing around and finish this fight. I went for the guys leg and lifted them to my waist; punching him straight in the stomach I picked up his enormous body and tackled him to the ground. At this point he was defenseless. I punched him repeatedly, blood flying everywhere. I could hear his nose shatter under the amount of force I put into the deadly punches. All I remember next was a teacher lifting me off of the bloodied body in front of me and sirens screeching off in the distance...

“YOU ARE SUSPENDED INDEFINITELY!” Those were the words I was expecting honestly. It has been two weeks since the incident and my jaw was still severely injured. I couldn't speak at all. My words were muffled through a wire. I felt worse than I’ve ever felt in...well ever. My mother scolded me and yelled but all I could do is sit there and take it all. I deserved it though. I don't know why I fought him. He was taunting me and I took the bait. I mean if someone called you racial slurs how would you react! No one deserves to be treated like that especially me. Even though it may seem like it, this wasn’t my first fight. I've been fighting for a long time. Broken bones, fractures, those were just part of the game and I was stupid enough to be the pawn in this neverending chess game.

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Ghost

I reached his house in one piece. Surprisingly. It took awhile to find his house considering every house in the neighborhood looked the damn same. Dull brown houses right next to each other. In my hands I was holding the “Get Well” package. To play the part I was wearing a black dress with a jean jacket covering my scarred shoulders. I got up to the front door where his mother was sitting on the phone with what seemed like her boss. I waited for her phone call to be done and after she finished the heated phone call she asked “ Oh hi, are you one of Isaac’s friends.” “I've never seen you before.” “Yes Ma’am, I just came to drop off a get well present.” Before she could respond I walked upstairs ignoring any words coming out of that wretched woman's mouth. When I opened the door to his room though he wasn’t there. I called my men to my aid to go search for him.

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Ryan

5 minutes earlier

I looked outside my window and saw one of my neighbors watering his plants only he didn’t even have the water on...He was just standing there looking at the ground. I thought maybe he was having a rough day but when I looked harder I saw that there was this thing on his neck. It looked like a flat-head screwdriver only a little smaller. As I looked around more, I noticed that everyone on the block had these weird devices in their neck. Most importantly why was everyone outside? It was a very rainy day and they were all just standing there! I looked over at one of the houses and out came a girl around my age. She was really pretty with long flowing blonde hair and a scar around her right eye. I have never seen this girl before in my life but at the same time, I felt I knew her from somewhere. She was holding flowers in one of her hands but in the other was a...gun?!

It looked like she was coming towards my house as well. She wasn’t alone though. My neighbors were accompanying her. I felt immense pain flowing throughout my entire face. I had to do something though. I got up from my fortress of blankets and moved towards my window. I opened it up but right as I was getting up, I heard my door open.

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Ghost

“WHERE IS HE!” “SEARCH FOR HIM NOW!” The emotions running through my head were going a million miles a second. My boss is gonna kill me! I’m already on his bad side. Ever since I started in the academy I felt like the runt in the litter. All of my family were exemplary students and in came me. This is my first assassination and I’m already fucking it up royally. I promised I would make my father proud and that promise isn’t gonna get messed up by some high school dropout.“He couldn’t have gone far!” “Find him.”

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Ryan

I waited for her to leave. She couldn't stay in there forever. After a while of waiting however I got a text on my phone reading “I Love You.” From inside of the house I heard a earth shattering shriek. My Mom!! After a the screaming stopped I got another text. “You missed the opportunity to save the person you love, if you come back to your home I’ll make it quick.”

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Ghost

I shot his mother right in the head. No emotion was felt during it I just did it. I didn’t know what else to do. I was scared. He couldn't discover who we were or else we would go down. I don't know though. I’m now regretting what I just did.

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Ryan

I was in shock. I knew I had to kill whoever did this to me. I ran to the back door, grabbing the nearest weapon I could find, shears. I busted the back door down with the strength of nine thousand bears. Immediately, I tackled one of the guys and stabbed him directly in the stomach making him scream thunderingly. I then proceeded to yank it out of him and continue into the room. I saw the pretty blonde girl with two other men by her side. They each came at me and one of the men punched me directly in the jaw. I started bleeding profusely. I got flashbacks of the day I got wires in my jaw and I snapped. I picked up the bloody sheers, jumped onto one of the guys and slashed his eyes out with it. Nothing but screaming could be heard for miles. The other guy backed away slowly. I was so angry though I used my own fists to beat this guys face in. It was a bloody pulp. The girl got up and tackled me. I fell to the floor hard. She started choking me. I started to lose consciousness.

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Ghost

I grabbed the shears from the ground and yelled “Goodbye Brother!” I stabbed it directly into his neck and his body went flaccid. Finally. NO MORE TROUBLE. I was free to do as I please and I was gonna make sure I thrived in the glory. It was time to live in my brothers glory and become...The Failed filmer.