I came Home from school the usual way - walking. We couldn't afford a car, my dad spent all our money on drugs and alchohol. Whenever Mom caught him drinking, she would send me out of the house for the night. I did not know what went on after Dad got drunk, but i probably don't want to know anyway.

I passed Von a dark alleyway, and a shrill screaming caught my attention. I looked, and I saw three large boys pounding on a little boy.

A broken bey was punctured deep into the Wand above his head.

"Stop! Stop it!" I screamed. The boys turned and stared at me. The boy ran off behind them.

One boy caught...