Blue Bee

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A ex Drug Addict turns his life around in a fictional story.

Submitted: May 05, 2011

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Submitted: May 05, 2011

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Frank is a man of multiple tribulations. Frank is about 6’2”, weighing around 210 pounds. This man enjoys spending his time doing the little things. He also has a dark side of him, which consists of him smoking weed on a regular basis and popping any prescription pill he can get him grubby hands on. Some would say Frank is a junkie but he considers himself diverse, that’s all. Being this way causes major concern to his family and friends.  Frank’s problem would cause grief to others because at any moment he could suddenly pass away or get seriously ill and end up in the hospital. Frank’s main reason he says he does this is because of the lost of his beloved mother. He lost his mother back in 2002 due to a murder in the street alleyways on her way home from a nightshift from her job. Now in 2011, it’s been nine years since he’s lost his mother and also, nine years since he been addicted to using illicit drugs.
It was 2011 in September, and this was a striking season. This is when the leaves started to descend from the trees and turn to a vibrant color. This time of year in particular struck Frank at a certain point in his body. Around September 2002 last year was when his mother had passed away. Also, this has been a nine year anniversary to his drug habit. That seemed to not faze Frank but it really packed a punch to his family and friends. This month though to other people was serene and cheerful. The seasons are changing and they will be preparing for a fastidious, bitter, and elongated winter. People would consider this month, a month of change.
Frank was strolling down the street one freezing September night. This night especially was bothering him because it was nine years that day that his mother passed away. But moments later, he saw a man trying to mug an old lady. If he was acting the way the old Frank would, would just ignore it and keep on walking down the street. But he stopped and galloped across the street.
“Hey you stop that!” Frank roared
“Yeah, you and what army buddy?” the thug asked
“This army!” Frank thundered
Frank threw a rigid punch towards the thug’s face and made contact. The thug went down but swiftly got back up in a brief second. Frank threw another few punches at the thug’s face and watched as he collapsed to the ground.
“Thank you so much” the elderly lady praised
“No problem, anytime” Frank responded
Frank then shuffled his way towards his house but on the way he realized he needs to stop his drug habit. But the strangest thing clicked in Franks head. But he just kept it in the back of his mind and walked the rest of the way home. When Frank walked in the door he stormed over to the phone and picked it up and dialed his father’s number. It rang a few times.
“Hello.” Frank’s father preached
“Hey Dad, its Frank how are you feeling?” Frank responded
“I’m hanging in there son.” Frank’s father retorted
“Dad, I know you won’t believe me but I want to be sober. I want to protect the people of the city. I want to be a superhero.” Frank replied
“You do?” Frank’s father asked
“Yes, I want to be a superhero. I will be the Blue Bee!” Frank thundered
“That’s wonderful, at least I’ll feel more protected. . . . hold on there’s a knock at the—“ Frank’s father praised
“Dad!” Frank screamed
Frank slammed the phone down and ran out the door. Then the Blue Bee was off to save his father and the people of the city.


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