I'm Artem, 14 years of age, my life has been crap.
My father killed my mother in front of me, her head was shot open, the spew from her brains got on me.
At school, I'm consistently bullied, harassed, beat up and all. That's where this is today
"Get him, get him, kill him."
Guy I'm fighting, his name is Mark, he's always like this, abusive, power dominant. I had enough. I pulled out a knife, to attempt to end this.
"Knife!"
I stabbed Mark, ended in me getting jumped by 9 of his friends.
"You're dying now"
They beat me senseless, I had thought I died.
Then light appeared to me, looked as if an angel, had come to me. It spoken a language without words, told me it wasn't my time. Then, I next stood up.
"He's alive still, get him"
They rushed me again, instead of them all at a time, one came and when he went to punch. His movement, slowed down. It wasn't as if it was my perception, more like a barrier.
"The hell was that"
"What, you miss your punch on him"
"No, it's as if something was making me slow down"
After saying that, they all rushed me at the same time. And at the same time they all slowed down before being able to hit me.