Fight to the Death

Fight to the Death

A girl screamed. Then another. Teachers appeared. Sirens were heard as an ambulance was called. But it was too late. Jamie was dead. He was victim of what was called the one punch death hit. An innocent boy. Who had his whole life ahead of him and was only trying to do the right thing was now gone forever. The school mourned. His family were devestated. Flowers and banners were made as well as good bye cards. But nothing could ever bring him back. Only one good thing came out of Jamies death. And that was the kids at that school never fought again. It was a shame it took that for them to realise and now they wondered if that was what it would take at every high school before the petty fighting stopped? What is happening at our schools? copyright gothgirl 2009

Jamie was well liked at school. He got on with everyone. He was a happy kid. He hated how there seemed to be so much fighting in the schoolyard though. Boys were fighting with boys. Girls were slapping girls. The teachers were trying to stop it but it was becoming an epidemic. No one knew what to do. The fights were over petty things. Who liked who better. Who had better shoes or better clothes. Who was cooler than someone else. Jamie hated it but he stayed out of the fights and as he caused no one any harm, no one bothered him anyway. One day as school was finishing for the week a fight broke out between two boys he was friends with. He was shocked and hurt that these two would fight as he knew they had more sense than this. He watched as one hit the other and blood gushed from his nose. Jamie couldnt stand to watch it.

He yelled for them to stop but other kids were egging them on so they did not hear him. He took a step forward to try and get in the middle of them both as no one else was bothering to try and stop it. Just as he was about to put his hand up he was king hit by one of the boys in the side of the head. He fell, hitting his head on the pavement. There was a sudden silence. The fighting stopped. Everyone looked at Jamie. No one said a word. He wasnt moving. A pool of blood was forming around his head. He was deathly pale.