After that bad resurfaced... (real life) :(

I was starting a new day at school which is very fine (a bit too much) from morning until late afternoon, I am a professional art school.

This is my third and my last year in this school, then I would go to work with my father.

My only friends are in this school, I did not have many friends outside.

I'm pretty sad to part of them, fortunately there are some one on Deviant talk to.

Classes were finished, as habitube I went down at the end of the street to catch my bus.

He was about to leave, I started sprinting hoping to get to the bus time.

I managed to get on time, half an hour after sitting on my usual seat (front) I arrived in my village.

I walked up the alley or was my home and that's where the trouble started ...

A former student of my school I have not seen for 5 years was at home with two of his friends. They were not by chance, as soon as they saw me they rushed me to the contracted arms.

I recognized one, it was a dirty scum seeking the trouble.

With only corn grain as a brain, he asked me a question, looking at me with a menacing look.

"You remember me, Max?"

after a fraction of seconds without let me answer it struck me a sharp blow to the chest.

I'm a pacifist, I hate to hit people.

But it happens very rarely me to make an exception or that have insulted my family being torn my drawings.

Since they were minors I restrained myself as long as possible, I was not paying attention to their insults.

"You're a big (censored) Max! You really thought I was going to forget you little (censored)?"

"Now I'm a man and I can finally you put your thrashing"

And he made the huge mistake of insulting my grandmother. (My grandmother did everything she could to make me happy is the nicest in the whole family)

He was still trying to hit me, this time I board stop his shot and I send him violently blow to his nose.

The blow was stunned and fell to the ground.

I did not know what I was doing, I was shaking like a leaf fists raised.

I watched her friend bullied a black look.

"I have done nothing, it was he who wanted to see you," he said in a small voice

"I'm really sorry ..." I said to him with a heavy voice

The friend of the rabble had taken him under his arm and they left, I will see them again later.

I was not very proud of myself, I went home in shock from this bad encounter and I board not sleep all night ...

it felt good to have to talk, thank you for reading this newspaper.