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"The Coward of His County..."

Novel By: Spyguy
Literary fiction


Ken Kent, the son of Clark Leon Kent & Aunt Donnita... wonders why he is the center of negative attention in the Jr. High School that he's attending... Another terrible day at his school creates the illusion of human monsters that threaten to tear his world apart, again...! View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 27, 2015    Reads: 2    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Every one of us deserves happiness, wouldn't you agree? Doesn't that property belong to us all as a part of being human? The founding fathers seemed to think so when they wrote the following words in the U.S. Constitution... "We hold these truths to be self evident, that all men are created equal, endowed with unalienable rights, and among these are; Life, Liberty, & the pursuit of happiness..." Not just those with money, popularity, or talent, even a cipher should get a shot...

In reading the story a fellow author-writer wrote about a poor little girl who died as a result of the torture of other people around her, I share a bit of history in a nutshell:

I was walking home from school one day in the third grade. I had many worries & problems on my mind. That's probably the reason that I didn't hear the kid sneak up on me... The next thing I knew he had me by the back of my neck, and he was walking me into a strange neighborhood & soon into strange house... There was a thick, cloudy haze in the room, one that I later in life came to know was the stench of burnt marijuana. Having never had any experience with that, with even cigarettes, I was choking on the thickness of the air, & having a very difficult time trying to breathe... My "Host" had me put down all of my books and school supplies, & marched me into the kitchen. I don't know why, but a deathly fear gripped me, seizing me in a death-grip that had me paralyzed to act! He had whispered viciously in my ear on the way there, that I was going to die that day, and I had definitely come to believe that to be true! As he proceeded to force me to walk into his kitchen, I noticed, on the top of the counter, a well used, blood-slimy chopping block. I was then visually & mentally transfixed with the bloody, extremely large Butcher knife that was buried partially into the block! Menacingly my tormentor pulled that monstrous blade from it's resting spot & proceeded to command me to place my head in it's place... Has life gotten you down? Have you ever thought about hurting yourself, maybe even killing yourself? It's extremely different when it's not you that is apparently perpetrating the act... Before you give up, read this, a story of my life...

I felt so very close to the heroine in this story... I remember the desires to kill myself as I was growing up, the plans for how I could accomplish it, 'cause I didn't want to end up in a hospital, I wanted the first time I tried something to be the only time I needed... I looked at the bully's, at their lives, their popularity, I couldn't understand why they were so very much better than me... Why was I so ugly? Why did I have such big ears? Why did I have such a "Pencil-neck"? Why was I such a geek? Why didn't I have any friends? Why didn't anyone want to be around me? Did I really stink that badly? I showered every day, along with using deodorant, mouthwash, cologne, etc... Why I had been made in such a fashion as to be so appalling was beyond my comprehension...

Wasn't I a child of God too? Maybe He didn't even love me... Maybe my parents just said that they did because I was their kid, & they had other children & didn't want them to feel that they were playing favorites... Could the world do better without me? Of coarse... Could I live/die & not even be missed? I sure believed so... And maybe even sometimes still do... How did I make it through? ... I really don't know, unless it was that occasional person who came along & said just the right word or words at just the time I needed it... Stay strong, my blessed readers... All of you who need so badly to be strong... Go forward, go out & do or say something today for or to someone who needs it... Like I did at some of those times in my life ... It was the only thing I could do...

Who knows the power; or lack thereof that lies in the words we speak, the moments we take & the time which we give to another soul on this earth... Will we reach out & do our part to make the world a better place? Or will we, like the rest of the world, just go our merry way, not caring how our words, actions, & cruelty are felt & assimilated by another of God's children... One with whom we may have been able to make a difference...

Care, my friends, care & share, try to be there, even touch their hair, show them to a chair, help them all to lay aside the painful baggage there...

You don't know how much you mean to one who needs you so... Reach out to some others as down the path you go...

These are the sweet comments that you caring fans have contributed to this chapter posted elsewhere:

cgirl001

Been there did it and lived anyway. I do not recommend it... Posted: Jan 25, 2014

Author Comment: Nor do I my friend, nor do I...

fantasy writer 6

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Hi mate, i have wrritten a story on my days of school, i got them back unlike others, i became the hero, i was given the weak and made them strong, no one ever got near them, they were my friends, i'm proud to of helped so many but my torment was in other places, home which maybe one day i will write. Love your writting, keep going my friend, i know you know like me you make a difference. Posted: Jan 29, 2014

Author Comment: Thank you Fantasy... Your comment encourages me... Many people just can't understand what life can be like for that one in the corner who just isn't liked for no reason other than the fact that there always has to be a popular crowd, & then all the rest... The others who "Don't matter"... Well they do too, at least to me...

ShadaStorm120

I think everyone should be classed as equal, no one standing higher than the rest and bulling others. I wish everybody could just be friends, that way life could be better for everyone. Everybody has the right to life and should not be picked on for probably the most stupidest reasons, well anyway, I guess that is enough of me talking, I really like what you said in this by the way. Posted: Feb 2, 2014

Author Comment: I totally agree w/you, the only problem is that we are not, any of us, classed as equal, & never will be probably... The rich, or the "Wanna-be" rich will always think that they are better than the rest of us, the popular, or the "Wanna-be" popular, & the bullies are always going to feel that they have the right to take advantage of others because they have stronger fists, more money, faster cars, more "Bling-bling" or whatever it is that "They" always seem to have that "We" don't have, & that's when the worst of humanity shows it's ugly face, & the world has to suffer the injustice of it... But, we the strong, survive to fight, in our own ways the injustices of bitterness, hatred, & indifference in a world that needs us more & more every day. Thanks for continuing the fight...

kellyannshirley

SM-172589_USER_PROFILE_.jpgI have never believed one person to be better than the other. I have been to that point myself though. I have lost and gained so much during my life and if it hadn't been for certian people in my life I don't know If I would have pulled through. I try to take my past experiences and help the ones that are going through the same or similiar. The teenage parent, the spouse that has been hurt, Even the mother that has lost her child or children for whatever reason. Posted: Feb 3, 2014

Author Comment: That's the best that any of us can do... Make the world a better place, one person at a time... Glad you stopped by, & that this was something of interest to you...

DeeAnna

SM-210973_USER_PROFILE_.jpgWhat the world needs, is in desperate need of, as you so poignantly bring to our attention, is compassion! While everyone wants compassion, even the guilty ones, those that inflict pain, they also seek compassion for their acts against others (Usually after it's become public knowledge), but compassion is felt much deeper when on the giving end than the receiving end because it requires a great depth of character to give of one's self! I, too, had a difficult childhood and was quite suicidal for years, but I always felt compassionate even towards my abusers. It took years to realize that my internal compassionate nature was a gift from God, one of many graces, you, too, have been bestowed with. I'm grateful to you for writing pieces like this that keep us vividly attuned to what is truly REAL! Posted: Feb 27, 2014

Author Comment: Thank you so much my Sweet, for the realization that you have of the source of our strengths... You, who has such a wealth of passion, & compassion in both your writing as well as the very nature of your being it appears... I'd consider it a great and very high honor to count you as a personal friend, as well as a Booksie friend, if you see value in such a friendship... Please E-mail me at; jspyguy@yahoo.com To request my connection information if you feel I might be in any way a valuable friend that you might like to speak with in person over the phone... I assure you that I'm safe & harmless, (Except for whatever looking at me might do to the retinas of your eyes) ...LOL... I'm an incessant joker, when I can joke about myself & not hurt other people's feelings with my jokes... I'm not being "Stalker-like", I have no desire for any amorous activity, or anything of that sort, I just feel that you could be a true friend, & I could reciprocate...

peacemaker06

SM-187321_USER_PROFILE_.jpgIt's so sad that people's growth spiritually and emotionally can be stunted by people who are hurting themselves. We may think that other people have it together but in reality no one does, not completely. We all have our demons. I have always been a supporter of the under dog and try and up-lift people where and when-ever I can. This I believe is my calling in life as it comes naturally to me. Thanks for a well written and thought provoking read my friend ") Posted: Mar 13, 2014

Author Comment: You do my heart good to hear you say that... I've always loved that kind of person, you've always been my hero... There were so many times when I was very young when I'd have given all & anything to have someone like you around... May God bless your eternal soul & shine His brightest blessings upon your life...





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