Mathew(Short story)

I throw myself onto my bed and close my eyes. I always silently wish that I don’t have to go to school. I’m too different from the others in my class and I always get teased and bullied for it. I hate it! They tease and bully me just because I have special abilities that no one else has. Abilities that everyone is afraid of. Abilities that some people would call unique, extraordinary even. 

“Matt!”My brother Mike shouts from downstairs.

“What?” I shout back.

“Come down.”

“No.” I needed time to think and let the thoughts go through my head. I love coming home from school and thinking about stuff not being social with my siblings. They talk too much and it annoys me. Except for my brother Mike who is the same age as me but were not twins though not quite as he was born in September and I was born in June but we practically just tell people that we are twins since it confuses most people. Mike doesn’t talk non-stop and he mostly just jokes around but when he does talk about something it means he’s serious.

“Mathew.” Mike says again.

“Fine.” I almost screamed. “I’ll come down.”

I walk extremely slowly out of my room. If a snail was here right now, it would definitely beat me.

When I am finally downstairs, Mike grabs my wrist and half drags me to the living room. He shoves a piece of paper into my hand as I pull free from his grip on my wrist. I slowly start to read the piece of paper. 

THE ABNORMAL BOY DOES EXTRAORDINARY THINGS YET AGAIN!

Whilst the abnormal boy Mathew carsterway, was at school, he yet again did something that astonished the eyes of many. He somehow made a boy who was "apparently" bullying him levitate 10 feet in the air just by looking at him. No one, not even the telepaths can make someone do that. Mathew carsterway continues to amaze us in a very impossible way as usual. If you want to know more about this extraordinary event please see page 17.

"You're on the news again." Mike says, folding his arms. "Did you really make a boy levitate 10 feet in the air?"

I gulp. "By accident not on purpose. It was Alex Freearm, the one that always bullies me. I lost my temper, ok?"

"Well learn to control it then!"

"You know I can't!"

"Try."

I walk out of the room. Even Mike can be annoying sometimes but in his own way. I didn't want to talk to anyone or see anyone. I stomped up the stairs to my room and threw myself onto my bed. My eyes close and I drift off into a dreamless sleep. 

I wake up with a start. A horrific memory woke me. One that if anyone was to find out about, could land me into deep trouble. 

I jumped as someone knocked on my bedroom door. I instantly thought it was my brother and I shouted "GO AWAY  MIKE!" 

The voice that replies however wasn't Mike's voice or any voice that I recognise.

"It's the police." It said, My heart pounds in my chest. My hands become so slippery with sweat that they can't feel or grip anything.

The police force the door ajar and grab me by my wrists. Dragging me away from the familiar room which I have slept in for almost 16 years. Not anymore. The rest of my life is going to be behind bars now. Never to see my brother or anyone I know ever again. 

After being pushed and shoved into a police car that looked so dull, that you could tell no one would like it or even want to be it in, they cuffed me and said" I wouldn't try to move my hands if I were you unless you want to end up with permanent scars on your wrists." I decided to take the advice in case it's true.

When the police finally dragged me out of the car after what seemed endless hours, they blindfolded me and led me into the unknown. After what I think is three minutes, the blindfold is removed and I find myself surrounded by pitch blackness, hands tied with wire. I could feel the wire cutting into my skin.