Dear Journal,

I don't even know where or how to explain the events that have occurred. It all started when Johnny and I were innocently hanging out in the park after dark, when those dirty Socs showed up. There were five of them, two of them being Randy and Bob. As soon as I saw Bob's fist full of rings, I knew he was the one who had beaten Johnny so badly back in the summer. We were terrified because we knew what had to be done. There was no time or no sense in running; we'd have to stay and fight it out. After a few minutes of trash talkin', Bob decided I needed a "bath." I tried to dodge his grip but he grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back and forcefully shoved my face into the fountain. He was not letting go and I could feel my lungs tighten. I couldn't hold my breath any longer and when I tried to fight back I only swallowed more water. I thought for sure I was drowning and that my life would soon end. The next thing I remember was a flash of red and Bob's grip relax.

The next thing I knew, I was back down on the pavement coughing up water and gasping for air. My teeth shattered and my shirt was soaked. I was able to pull myself up and lean against the fountain, and that's when I saw Johnny. He was staring straight ahead and didn't make the slightest flinch. He looked stunned. "I killed him, I killed that kid." Johnny told me. He said it in a way that made it seem he himself didn't believe it. I didn't what to do or say or think. Thankfully Johnny spoke up. He told me if he didn't kill Bob, Bob would have killed me and gone after him with his blade. Johnny was a mess, and I was dumbfounded. This can't be happening, this has to be a dream. Unfortunately, it was not. We had to do something, fast. We decided we had to go far away immediately, at least before the fuzz showed. We went to Buck Merril's house where Dally was at; he would know what to do. When we finally got a hold of Dally, we must have looked pretty roughed up, because Dally's expression wasn't too pleasant. We went outside and explained the whole story to Dally and he immediately took charge. He gave us 50$, a loaded gun, and a freight ride to an abandoned church in Windrexville. We would hide out there, for how long I don't know. However long it takes I assume. Oh I really hope nothing bad happens, Johnny is a good kid, and he was only protecting me, and himself. I'll check in once in a while to fill you in, wish us luck.

I came across a site that may come in handy in case any of you are being bullied or know of someone who is. Stop it now before it goes too far, like it did in my situation.

http://www.bullying.co.uk/pupils.php