The Beat Down (standard:humor, 446 words)
Author: Marcus Scotobic	Added: Oct 15 2002	Views/Reads: 3388/1	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A man can remember what he learned in school, too bad for him!

He stumbled and fell. The woman was gaining on him now. Oh crap what was
all that stuff that I learned in PE?!? He franticly searched his memory 
for at least one move that would work against this behemoth monster of 
a person. She was at least 6'7 and was built like a brick wall, solid 
and durable. Without thinking he ran down a long wide alley. Wrong 
move. He came to a dumpster; conveniently hanging right above it was a 
fire escape for the adjacent building. Like in a cheesy he jumped to 
the top of the dumpster, then to the miracle ladder. Then he felt a tug 
on his leg. Within seconds of his hands being yanked free of the metal 
bar, that moments before, had said ESCAPE all over it he felt the 
crushing blows of bone against bone. He felt his ribs break, his skin 
break, his nose bleed. All of this was before the light of the world 
ran away from his eyes. When he woke up he was in the ambulance, but it 
wasn't just any ambulance, there was something different about it, 
maybe it was the noise, maybe the ride. Whatever it was he knew he was 
hurt, and bad. "We've got a bad one coming in Doc!" he heard someone 
yell over the blast of air coming from the open door. The response was 
some amount of a drug he had never heard of and didn't really care 
about so long as it made the intense pain that engulfed his mind and 
made his vision blurry. He felt a blast of air and then smelt the 
noxious fumes of the emergency room filled with anesthetics. "You're 
luck guy a few more minutes and you'd be dead, But if you're lu....." 
When he woke up be could not see, he could not smell, he could not 
hear, and he could not taste the horrible taste of morning breath 
compounded for four days. Slowly the anesthesia wore off and his senses 
returned, be it for better or worse. Every day the nurse would come in 
and check is chart administer his painkillers check his vital status 
and leave, every day without saying a word. Then one day she spoke, 
"We're going to sent you to the normal care, okay?" And they moved him. 
He was soon out of the hospital and into a regular schedule of physical 
therapy and work. After a few years no one could even tell he had been 
brought back from the gates of heaven to live life again. That is his 
story. Learn from it and be prepared: Be aware, alert and ready to act! 



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