Johns story

to be or not to be gay


4. to be added to chapter 3

   For a few nights after the incident I kept waking up with a start, each time I awoke feeling sick and weak, not myself. I was having this reoccurring dream where I was putting the boot in. I could even hear the bone crunch as the nose caved in and then the sight of all that blood spurting out to settle around the boy’s head in a pool of red goo.

    I was somehow drawn to the hospital. It felt like the dream was compelling me to go there. When I arrived, I just stood looking through the glass window. I could see the boy lying there with all those tubes poking out of him and, although the face was mostly covered in bandages, I could make out where they had wired up the jaw.


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