Part XXXI Thirty One

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Mark Glatt

Presents

Dwight Scott was not looking to be a hero ….

… He was looking to be a man

I Spent The Rest Of The Winter Term Keeping My Nose Clean – Unless You Count All Those Times I Did Cocaine – Then I Went Home To Chicago For Spring Break. I Didn’t Get Into Any More Fights And Completely Avoided My Parents. The Last Thing I Wanted To Hear Was Them Complaining About How I Almost Got Their Money On My Education Wasted.

My Siblings On The Other Hand… Were Very Hard To Ignore…...

Dwight! You’re The Impactor?

No! You Cannot Tell Anyone About This!!

So From That Point, I Had To Be My Brother Josh’s B(eep) So He Wouldn’t Tell The Rest Of The Family Or Anyone Else That I Am The Impactor. Well, At Least I Had Something To Do Over My Break.

Is My Homework Done Yet??

I’m BUSY Doing Your Laundry.

Then One Night, Robbers Broke In.

The Impactor Just Happened To Be Nearby

Fight Scene

I Won’t Be Picking On You

Anymore

You Better Not Be

Then I Got Back To School … ..

You Know What?? My Life Wouldn’t Be This Bad If It Weren’t For All

The Times I’d Been Bullied. I MUST Return To Being The Impactor. Only This Time, Instead Of Drug Dealers

And Robbers, The Impactor Is Going To Go After Real School

Bullies.

When Spring term started, it was the first time that New York seemed to be more welcoming than Chicago. This time the Impactor would get to enjoy his stay, returning to his drug addiction and taking a strike from crime.

OW!!!!Pow

Gimme All Your Lunch Money!!

No!!!

My Attacks Continued For A While.