INSP- The Script "Hall Of Fame"

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October 23, XX09

He was thrown against the lockers again. The boys and girls around him laughing. Then starts the kicking. Brutal and relentless until he can't even curl up into a ball. "Come on. This is getting boring." The boys and girls stopped beating him up. "See ya later Jonny Boy!" Laughing, they set off to find new prey. After he was sure they were gone, the boy Jonny started to sniffle, and those sniffles turned to tears, and the tears turned to right out sobbing.

Footsteps echoed in the near empty hallway. Jonny flinched, thinking it was one of the other kids coming back to have more fun.

"Get up."

Wait... what? He looked up. There was a girl standing over him, holding out her hand to help him. Jonny looked between the hand and its own.

"Well? Let's go, I'll help you get patched up."

He took her hand and leaned on her as they made their way to the nurse.

"Why do you let them do that to you?"

Jonny looked at the ground ashamed. He thought that if he let them have their way with him that they would eventually leave him alone.

"Well next time, stay standing."

He looked at her, curious.

"If you can stay standing, you have a better chance. Don't worry, I'll help you."

They smiled at each other as they walked into the nurse.

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July 6, XX28

"AND HERE'S THE TWO TIME WORLD CHAMPION...... JONNY BOY!!!!!!!"

The announcer shouted from the middle of the ring. Jonny hopped over the ropes and waved to the crowd as a gunshot flew past him. A woman screamed, and time slowed. Panic filled the crowds as they tried to get out of the arena. Police and ambulance drivers rushed in to apprehend the guns man. Jonny couldn't take his eyes off of the woman who had helped him so much. He was ushered out of the way so the paramedics could lift her onto the stretcher and into the ambulance.

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August 7, XX30

He was the only one who visited the grave. He knelt in front and placed the bouquet of flowers down.

Rin Relton

XX00-XX28

"Beloved friend and coach.

She will be greatly missed.

'Thanks Rin. You helped me off the

ground when I needed it most.

Miss you.'

~Jonny Boy"





"I never got to say thanks."

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