• I walked slowly down the hall. The red lockers in the corners of my eyes. I stare straight ahead, my black eyes blank as hell. I laugh a little as they point at me. I know what they think and I don't care. Its pretty funny how they don't realize thier lives are insignificant. I get to to the old, crappy double door at the end of the hall. It opens after a good kick. I can smell fall on the breeze and everywhere I look outside I see trees ready for sleep. Just like me. The breeze tousles my red hair and chills me a little. I pull my jacket tighter around my lanky white boyd and pull up the hood. I see it now, the roof. With its nice little orange-red tiles and the clock tower above it, thats where I'm headed. I am now near it. We aren't supposed to go up there, but who the hell cares about the rules right? You could almost say thats why I'm doing this, because people break the rules. I am hoping I can draw attention to that. I open the door. It creaks just liked everything else in the school. I climb up the stairs, the metal making the cramped room loud with noise as I rise. Finally I reach the top and opend the door. The wind hits me hard. Its fierce and cold. God it feels good. I check that all the things I prepared are in my pockets. Yep there they are all thirteen. I smile. I decide a runnin start would be more fun. And thats exactly what I do. I run fast, hard, and then when I reach the end I leap. And I fly. The wind billows around me smacking me everywhere. And then there is a thud.