The Fight on my Window

Date: 5/30/2016

My window is open on a dry but cloudy day and a ball flies through my window. A gang of boys climb up the side of my house and ask for it back. I say 'no'. They threaten me and, when they don't hit me or manage to hurt me in any way, they all climb back down and leave my window. I walk out of my room and the bathroom is full of these young men, two of them have a couple of sharp scalpels. One of them says; "I can't believe you're friends with a doctor." One with a scalpel then throws one at me and it lightly grazes my arm. It falls to the floor and, before he can retrieve it, I step on its handle, keeping it on the floor. The other one with two scalpels is shocked by the quick movement and I jam his two scalpels into his eye sockets. The other one with a scalpel lunges at me and stabs it into my abdomen...