Story time

A lot of you probably already know this story. But I believe some of you don’t. Plus Big Rick Wallace wanted me to tell it. So here it goes.

I believe it was on a Friday night back during the school year of eighth grade. Biag, George, Morreale, and myself were all hanging out at Noah Martin’s house. George being the huge partier that he is decided to go to bed early around elevenish on the air mattress in Noah’s den. Biag soon followed and for whatever reason fell asleep on the floor along side the air mattress. With the Mattress infront of Biag. So about an hour later the three of us who were still up decided we were going to wake up George. So we go into the den. Noah deflates the mattress and Morreale begins to shake it somewhat violently. Keep in mind I took no part in the physical process of waking George up. As I’m standing next to Zach; George rolls of the mattress and lands on top of Biag. Nobody could have predicted what happens next.

Biag, sensing I was the smallest and whitest, jumps over the mattress and starts choking me. He threw me to the ground and literally put his hands around my neck and starts choking me. Zach tried to pull him off me but Biag punched him in the stomach and pushed him into a chair. Noah watched from the couch. Then Biag lets go of me and starts hurling the curse and threats. “You expletive expletive, I shoulda killed you right then and there.” “You expletive piece of expletive.” He then went back to sleep. I laid there stunned with fear and confusion. George somehow slept throughout the whole attack.

We talked a few days later and I accepted his apology. We remain close friends to this day. I have mostly recovered from it although I will freak out if a person tries to put their hands around my neck.