My goal was to write a Creative Story before the end of the year. I did a little bit each week and here it is.
My Creative Writing
1999
“Give me your lunch money! You little freak.”
“No I need it my dad will kill me if I lose it!”
“Listen Azdork, if you don’t give me your money then I will have my friends here beat you up!”
“My name is Azreal, and I am definitely not giving you my money!”
“I don’t understand why you have to be so difficult. Go ahead get him.”
They beat me for what felt like hours but was probably only several minutes. Once they had gotten there fun out of it they left me on the ground, shivering as blood streamed out of my mouth, nose, and cuts on my face and leg. They laughed as they walked away with my money. I walked home to find my dad waiting for me, when he saw me, instead of worrying for me he was furious, that I lost my money again.
“You’re too weak! Why can’t you be more like me when I was a boy.”
All I could do was apologize to him but he didn’t accept it. He thought I was a disgrace to the men of the family.
2012
“Azreal get me a coffee, no creamer, two sugars.”
“Yes sir, coming right up.”
I fast walked down the hall of the office to the little mini kitchen that we had. I fixed my boss the coffee.
“Here is your coffee sir.”
He took it with no comment. When he took a sip of it, his face went sour and he spit it out on my white shirt, and then pushed the mug into my hands.
“I SAID TWO SUGARS NOT THREE!!”
“Sir I only put in two sugars.”
“So then you just lie to my face. Meet me in my office after you clean yourself up.”
So I went into the bathroom and took off my shirt to rinse it in the sink and then I dried it off. The stain was noticeable but not as bad as before. I walked back down the hallway to the door of the big windowed corner office that my boss prized so much. I knocked and he ushered me in and closed all the blinds.
“You have failed me one to many times!”
He then struck me over the head which made me stumble; I was furious but knew I couldn’t do anything about it.
“Make one more mistake and you are fired. Do you hear me” He was really close to my face now.
“Yes sir” I said while trying to control my anger.
“Now get out of my office and work, you idiot!” He said while hitting my head again.
I stormed out of his office and into my cubical. I sat down and out of anger punched a hole in the wall of my cubical into my neighbors’. I pulled it out, my face red. I saw him looking through the hole trying to figure out what happened. I stormed out of the office after grabbing my coat. While walking out in the parking lot to my car I came a across a strange looking ring with a weird design, it was in really good condition and seemed just like my size so I put it on my right hand middle finger. Then I continued walking. When I came to my car I looked at all of the key scratches on my car and sighed. I put in the key and wiggled it until it unlocked, I swung the door open threw my stuff in, and climbed in. When I put the key into the ignition I noticed a movement behind me in the rear view mirror. I slowly looked at the side view mirror, and there was nothing there. I looked forward again and suddenly my door jerked open and I was pulled out by a thug looking guy and thrown into a circle of similar dressed thug like guys, which three had baseball bats and one had a machete. I lifted myself up with my arms.
“Give us all of your money! Or you’re as good as dead!”
“No! I’m tired of not standing up for myself; you’re not getting anything from me!”
“Boys, looks like this guy isn’t going to give in. Get him!”
Then one of the guys came at me full force with a baseball bat, I put my arm up to defend myself and shut my eyes in fear. I felt a pressure on my arm, but it didn’t hurt. I slowly opened my eyes, and what I saw I will never forget. The guy stood confused as I slowly stood up looking around there were splinters of wood all over the place and my arm was perfectly fine. That was weird I thought to myself, I’m sure the thugs thought similar, but then the one with the machete went to hack at my stomach. He had rage in his eyes, I tried to back up out of reach but I didn’t move fast enough, and the blade struck my stomach. When it hit for split second it bent back and then it broke into two pieces. I recovered quickly, and lashed forward at the one who had just struck me. When my fist met his chest he literally flew back about three feet high and twenty feet back. He made impact on the wall of the building standing near us, he slid to the ground and his eyes shut. I had no idea if I killed him or not but, I didn’t want to get stuck here with the cops. So I, a lot lighter this time pushed the others away and I ran off. I hear sirens in the distance and thinking of the possibility that they for me I started running a lot faster until suddenly everything around me began to seem slower while I was still running full speed through the area. Freaking out I slowed down my pace and everything seemed normal again. I started jogging then as I was crossing a street a taxi pulled towards me and I reacted by trying to jump to safety. When I jumped all of a sudden I was as high as the buildings. As I started falling I grabbed onto the side of a building and easily pulled myself up. When I stood up I looked around and was trying to figure out what just happened, and why all of a sudden I was sixty feet up. I walked to the edge and looked down. How was I going to get down? I thought. I saw a building about twenty feet away, so I decided to try for it. I went to the other side of the building to prepare for my jump, when I got there I turned around and did a quick prayer, when I opened my eyes again I began to run. When I got to the very edge of the building, I pushed down on my right leg to perform a jump and I soared far over the building I was aiming for and I headed straight for another building’s side and when I crashed into it I broke right through and onto a floor full of people staring at me. They were all working in their cubicles at the time. I put my hand up attempting to say sorry. Then I ran to the gaping hole and jumped out onto another building and then took another leap. There was nothing to grab onto but air, so I embraced for impact on the ground and when the ground finally came to meet me I landed on my feet and fist. Thankfully no one was around when I got up without a scratch on me I was astonished. Then I heard people running and screaming toward me so I ran off. While I was running I realized that everyone seemed to be moving extremely slow. I must have been moving faster than they could see, I ran up to my apartment and when I got to the door I tried pulling on it but I accidently ripped it right out of the hinges. I tried to put it back best I could and I went in and lay down. I was sure that I would be really tired but I felt nothing. Then I realized that I still had that ring on that I found so I took it off, there was a bright light around it and then it slid off and the light was gone. Instantly I felt different, less complete. I looked at the ring and it’s strange symbol. Rolled it around in my fingers, and slipped it back on to my finger, it lit up again. I shrugged and decided it would be best to keep it on. I decided to take a quick nap, and then go and see what else this ring could do. I did so and left the apartment.
When I got outside I heard a woman screaming. I stopped looked around and then ran towards the conflict as well as I could. I was there very quickly to find a man with his arm around a woman’s neck and dragging her away. I ran up and grabbed his arm pulled it back, and I heard a snap. I did not mean to but I’m pretty sure I broke his arm. Then I effortlessly threw him to the back of the alley. The woman looked at me shocked.
“Thank you. I think you just saved my life.” She said.
“Oh it was nothing, I’m glad to have helped.” I replied.
“So are you like a Super Hero or something?” She questioned.
“Umm, no.”
“Oh well you should be because your amazing. Thanks again.” She said as she strutted off.
I stared at her walking away, throwing the idea of being a super hero around in my head. I think that I have finally realized why I was meant to find this ring. I was meant to be a super hero.
“Give me your lunch money! You little freak.”
“No I need it my dad will kill me if I lose it!”
“Listen Azdork, if you don’t give me your money then I will have my friends here beat you up!”
“My name is Azreal, and I am definitely not giving you my money!”
“I don’t understand why you have to be so difficult. Go ahead get him.”
They beat me for what felt like hours but was probably only several minutes. Once they had gotten there fun out of it they left me on the ground, shivering as blood streamed out of my mouth, nose, and cuts on my face and leg. They laughed as they walked away with my money. I walked home to find my dad waiting for me, when he saw me, instead of worrying for me he was furious, that I lost my money again.
“You’re too weak! Why can’t you be more like me when I was a boy.”
All I could do was apologize to him but he didn’t accept it. He thought I was a disgrace to the men of the family.
2012
“Azreal get me a coffee, no creamer, two sugars.”
“Yes sir, coming right up.”
I fast walked down the hall of the office to the little mini kitchen that we had. I fixed my boss the coffee.
“Here is your coffee sir.”
He took it with no comment. When he took a sip of it, his face went sour and he spit it out on my white shirt, and then pushed the mug into my hands.
“I SAID TWO SUGARS NOT THREE!!”
“Sir I only put in two sugars.”
“So then you just lie to my face. Meet me in my office after you clean yourself up.”
So I went into the bathroom and took off my shirt to rinse it in the sink and then I dried it off. The stain was noticeable but not as bad as before. I walked back down the hallway to the door of the big windowed corner office that my boss prized so much. I knocked and he ushered me in and closed all the blinds.
“You have failed me one to many times!”
He then struck me over the head which made me stumble; I was furious but knew I couldn’t do anything about it.
“Make one more mistake and you are fired. Do you hear me” He was really close to my face now.
“Yes sir” I said while trying to control my anger.
“Now get out of my office and work, you idiot!” He said while hitting my head again.
I stormed out of his office and into my cubical. I sat down and out of anger punched a hole in the wall of my cubical into my neighbors’. I pulled it out, my face red. I saw him looking through the hole trying to figure out what happened. I stormed out of the office after grabbing my coat. While walking out in the parking lot to my car I came a across a strange looking ring with a weird design, it was in really good condition and seemed just like my size so I put it on my right hand middle finger. Then I continued walking. When I came to my car I looked at all of the key scratches on my car and sighed. I put in the key and wiggled it until it unlocked, I swung the door open threw my stuff in, and climbed in. When I put the key into the ignition I noticed a movement behind me in the rear view mirror. I slowly looked at the side view mirror, and there was nothing there. I looked forward again and suddenly my door jerked open and I was pulled out by a thug looking guy and thrown into a circle of similar dressed thug like guys, which three had baseball bats and one had a machete. I lifted myself up with my arms.
“Give us all of your money! Or you’re as good as dead!”
“No! I’m tired of not standing up for myself; you’re not getting anything from me!”
“Boys, looks like this guy isn’t going to give in. Get him!”
Then one of the guys came at me full force with a baseball bat, I put my arm up to defend myself and shut my eyes in fear. I felt a pressure on my arm, but it didn’t hurt. I slowly opened my eyes, and what I saw I will never forget. The guy stood confused as I slowly stood up looking around there were splinters of wood all over the place and my arm was perfectly fine. That was weird I thought to myself, I’m sure the thugs thought similar, but then the one with the machete went to hack at my stomach. He had rage in his eyes, I tried to back up out of reach but I didn’t move fast enough, and the blade struck my stomach. When it hit for split second it bent back and then it broke into two pieces. I recovered quickly, and lashed forward at the one who had just struck me. When my fist met his chest he literally flew back about three feet high and twenty feet back. He made impact on the wall of the building standing near us, he slid to the ground and his eyes shut. I had no idea if I killed him or not but, I didn’t want to get stuck here with the cops. So I, a lot lighter this time pushed the others away and I ran off. I hear sirens in the distance and thinking of the possibility that they for me I started running a lot faster until suddenly everything around me began to seem slower while I was still running full speed through the area. Freaking out I slowed down my pace and everything seemed normal again. I started jogging then as I was crossing a street a taxi pulled towards me and I reacted by trying to jump to safety. When I jumped all of a sudden I was as high as the buildings. As I started falling I grabbed onto the side of a building and easily pulled myself up. When I stood up I looked around and was trying to figure out what just happened, and why all of a sudden I was sixty feet up. I walked to the edge and looked down. How was I going to get down? I thought. I saw a building about twenty feet away, so I decided to try for it. I went to the other side of the building to prepare for my jump, when I got there I turned around and did a quick prayer, when I opened my eyes again I began to run. When I got to the very edge of the building, I pushed down on my right leg to perform a jump and I soared far over the building I was aiming for and I headed straight for another building’s side and when I crashed into it I broke right through and onto a floor full of people staring at me. They were all working in their cubicles at the time. I put my hand up attempting to say sorry. Then I ran to the gaping hole and jumped out onto another building and then took another leap. There was nothing to grab onto but air, so I embraced for impact on the ground and when the ground finally came to meet me I landed on my feet and fist. Thankfully no one was around when I got up without a scratch on me I was astonished. Then I heard people running and screaming toward me so I ran off. While I was running I realized that everyone seemed to be moving extremely slow. I must have been moving faster than they could see, I ran up to my apartment and when I got to the door I tried pulling on it but I accidently ripped it right out of the hinges. I tried to put it back best I could and I went in and lay down. I was sure that I would be really tired but I felt nothing. Then I realized that I still had that ring on that I found so I took it off, there was a bright light around it and then it slid off and the light was gone. Instantly I felt different, less complete. I looked at the ring and it’s strange symbol. Rolled it around in my fingers, and slipped it back on to my finger, it lit up again. I shrugged and decided it would be best to keep it on. I decided to take a quick nap, and then go and see what else this ring could do. I did so and left the apartment.
When I got outside I heard a woman screaming. I stopped looked around and then ran towards the conflict as well as I could. I was there very quickly to find a man with his arm around a woman’s neck and dragging her away. I ran up and grabbed his arm pulled it back, and I heard a snap. I did not mean to but I’m pretty sure I broke his arm. Then I effortlessly threw him to the back of the alley. The woman looked at me shocked.
“Thank you. I think you just saved my life.” She said.
“Oh it was nothing, I’m glad to have helped.” I replied.
“So are you like a Super Hero or something?” She questioned.
“Umm, no.”
“Oh well you should be because your amazing. Thanks again.” She said as she strutted off.
I stared at her walking away, throwing the idea of being a super hero around in my head. I think that I have finally realized why I was meant to find this ring. I was meant to be a super hero.