I look over to the left “_shit.” _I say to myself. I knew this day would come, but why now!? I have more important things to do than- _the mans grip on my friend is getting tighter, like he wants to crush him. _I have two choices. Either i can save him, but risk the existence of the whole planet, or just let it be… what did you think, stupid, of course I’m saving him. I take my cape off. He stares...

When I was in fifth grade, I decided that i want to leave my old school and change to other. I somehow made it through the tests to a school for somehow smart children. I wouldn’t say that i was exactly bulied in the previous school… I just… didn’t really fit in. I had a bestfriend from kindergarten when i started first grade but… she found new friends in 3rd grade but I was really alone, everyone...

“I don’t fell like anyone is good or bad” I said as i looked at my friend Max, who was sitting next to me on an old bridge. It was night, around 11pm. The city was incredibly quiet, but there was still plenty of cars going around on the highway. “What do you mean?” Max asked. I turned to him as the wind blew through my hair. “I mean… I just don’t think there is fifty fifty of good and bad people....