~ Dream ~

-Ryan

I am walking home from another boring day of school, happy and excited that I have no more school for the next couple days. As I think about how I'm gonna spend my weekend I feel a fist punch my back hard. I feel like my spinal cord has shattered into pieces as I fall to the ground face first, holding back my tears as I turn around and face my bully, still laying on the ground.

Brian Segaro.

The worst bully of the whole school.

Everyone hates him,

Is scared of him.

I'm going to be a idiot today..

I boost myself up and punch him straight in the jaw, making his head jerk to the left as spit flies. He shoots me a death glare and tackles me to the ground. He starts punching me repeatedly, making my nose bleed and I hear a cracking noise as my porcelain mask shatters around my face, falling and revealing my face.

"Finally, we can see your ugly face after so many years" Brain laughs coldly.

I try to fight back but his other friends pin my arms and legs down, allowing Brian to hurt me more. I take a deep breath as I close my eyes and brace for impact. I then feel immense pressure fall onto my rib cage and I feel a crack.

This is worse than before.

After that, everything fades into a deep shade of black.

~~~~ Dream Over ~~~~

I wake up in the back seat of my car, sweating and breathing heavily.

It must of been a nightmare.

I look out the car window to see we are driving into the drive way of our new house. It's a simple two story house, yellow with a white door and a cobble looking roof.

Nothing to special.

I slowly open the car door when we make it to a stop. Due to my cast around my ribs, I can't move that fast. I sigh as I get out of the car and stand on the sidewalk, trying to get used to the unfamiliar surroundings as I fix my new porcelain mask.

"Common Ryan, let's check out the new house!" My mother says in her normal, sweet tone and I smirk.

I begin to walk up the hill called my driveway, walking to the side and then up the steps to my front door. We also have a screen door, along with the big wooden door behind it.

Rocky would of loved this..

I stay quiet as my mom walks up besides me, unlocking the door and I walk into the new house.

"You know Ryan.. Soon you get your cast off" she smiles quietly as she sets the bags she was carrying on the steps.

The one thing I enjoy about being broken is the fact that I can't carry a single thing.

I smirk at my thoughts as I walk around the stairs, into the empty living room and kitchen.

I wonder if it'll be better here..

"Common Ryan, we are going to your cousin Ken's house for dinner and spending the night while the movers bring in the furniture!" My mother calls and I smile, slowly walking back to the front door.

I haven't seen Ken in forever..