Once in a life time

Standing in the shadows of the building, Abigail watched in disgust as a boy, was getting beat up by five older teens. The older teens were kicking the boy in the face and in the chest. Abigail could hear the boy’s ribs break. Every now and then Abigail could see shiny silver blade of knifes on a few of the older teens. ‘I do not even see why I am still watching this’ Abigail said to herself as she watched the older teens. Abigail, for some reason had started to walk out of the shadows, and she had walk to the point if anyone of the teens turned around they would have seen her. Some how Abigail had snapped out of the trance, and slipped back into the shadows before anyone of the teens had turned around.1

After a few minutes of the older teens beating the guy on the ground, one of the older teens had motioned the other guys that they were done. Abigail tiptoed to the wall making sure the guys could not see her as they walked around to see if anyone was watching. Finally, after a few agonizing minutes everyone left leaving the boy lay moaning on the ground. Abigail had walked over to the boy and realized that he was her age, and he looked familiar. ‘Maybe I have him in one of my classes’ Abigail said as she searched to see if the teen had his name written anywhere. Finally, she had found the guy’s wallet and looked inside to see if what his name was. “John Bishop, hmm John you look really familiar.” Abigail said as she put the wallet back and started to pick him up. Just before, she had gotten out of the ally way she heard John say something. 2

“Where am I? Who is helping me?” John asked tying to raise his head to see and stop walking. “Shh, don’t talk you got hurt and I am taking you home.” Abigail said as she moved his hair out of his eyes. As soon as she had, done John have let her lead the way to her house not asking any questions. Occasionally Abigail would hear John moan from the pain. Finally, Abigail and John made it to her house. Abigail threw her house keys on the sofa and headed up stairs to the bathroom with John. Abigail placed John on her bed as she went into the bathroom to get the medicine and Band-Aids for John. Before she walked out, she glanced into the mirror. Her face was all shinny from sweat and her hair was matted down to with sweat. Walking to the bed Abby sat down on the bed with John with the medicine. She started to wipe off the dirt when John started to weep. Abby could see that she was hurting him so she had stopped. “Please don’t stop.”, Whimpered John as she got up to put away the medication. Hesitantly Abby sat back down and again started to wipe his face again. After a few minutes, Abby had cleaned and bandaged Johns face and body. Standing up Abby wiped her face in a weary way as she went back into the bathroom. After putting all the medicine away, she peeked into her bedroom to see if John had fallen asleep. When she saw that, she was she shut the bathroom door and turned on the shower. 3

While waiting for the water to warm up Abby looked at her self in the mirror. Standing at 5’9 Abby was fit for basketball, her blonde hair had helped with the modeling job and the same with her body. Many say that she looks like her mom but with her dads’ height. Both Abby and her mom have the same hair color of course, the blonde hair runs in her moms’ side of the family. Same body structure (skinny as a twig) and same eye color (blue as the ocean). All those traits had helped Abby get the job of her dreams, a model. 4