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With my rippling muscles I shoved him across the room and he sprawled out on the floor. I moved over to him, picked him up with one arm and decked him across the face. That caused extensive damage; he started to cry and pleaded out for mercy.
The bell rang and I snapped out of it. I was sitting in fifth hour eighth grade history class and people were starting to get up and leave. I put my notebook into my backpack, zipped it up and started to walk towards the hallway. Our school was a fairly new one, built only a couple years prior. It was made up of one square hallway sur