Slaughter House Five

Slaughter House Five

Monday 18 April 2011

Warped Narrative (Anas)

It was a big day. Today, Anas was receiving his report card. At the end of the first period, the reports were handed out and Anas' classmates tore the envelope and ripped them out in eagerness. Since he knew that he had done well, he didn't open his report card. Rather, he decided to do so in the company of his family when he got home after school. After the bell rang, signalling the end of school, Anas tore out of class and started on his way home. After a couple minutes of walking, he decided that the anticipation was too much for him. He pulled his report card out of his bag, and opened it. What lay before him was a report card of his dreams. He had exceeded his expectations for every class. Overcome with joy, he started sprinting. He ran like he had never before, wanting to get home as soon as possible and show his parents.
He looked up and he was still running. The end zone was just ahead of him, but the defenders were still in the chase and closing in on him. The clock was ticking. He drew energy from every fibre of his body and accelerated. He was only twenty yards away from his goal. His goal of scoring the game winning touchdown in the finals. The distance to his destination had now been cut down to only ten yards, and BOOM he was there. He had scored with 3 seconds left on the clock. The crowd went wild and he celebrated with a front-flip. He turned around and SMASH. The defenders had speared him painfully in the gut. After seeing him score, the defenders decided to get even by tackling him into the ground. Black spots appeared in front of his eyes. The noise coming into his ears tuned out and he had a tormenting pain in his abdomen. Finally, he blacked out.
He regained consciousness. Everything was black, but when he opened his eyes his vision slowly returned. After a few moments he realised that he was in a hospital bed and that he had a throbbing headache. He looked around him, and there was his family around the bed anxiously peering at him. After the doctors announced that he was in good condition, he remembered what had made him end up in the hospital. He had slipped and fallen on a marble floor, causing a gash on his forehead. But after some time in the hospital, he was all stitched up and back in perfect condition.

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