He then remembered the blurred image of a face he had seen the previous day. Yes, someone had been in the process of pulling him out of the water at t...hat time.With his mind now functioning better, he began to analyse his situation. Because they were now away from the radioactive zone, the Rad Virus was probably repairing their dying cells and replacing the dead ones. He also knew that they were all going to be as fit and healthy as before if they were given enough time. Even the pain was almost. Strong manly men. My dream really was to play thePhils someday. But as I looked down at myself I felt a sadness wash overme. I was nothing like those MEN! As I looked down I could see a smallred clutch purse sitting on the lap of a girl with a whole lot of legending with cute shoes with the red nails peeking out. None of those menon that field would even been seen like this. Even if there lose a beatand were forced to wear a dress, they wouldn't ever look like this. Theywould look like men in a. Whatever stories I’ll share here are absolutely true. However conversation might not be exactly the same. I won’t mention the exact names of the people involved. I had always been with some or the other girl. It started when I was doing my 11th and 12th, Year 2007-2009. There was a very shy girl, “Manali”, who use to board her school bus from the same bus stop as of mine. Before we passed out class 10th from the same school, she had never spoke to me. However, his elder brother was my senior. He asked me to lock the door, and like a good little girl, I did. I won’t – I can’t, forget that look he gave me. That look like he owned me. My body. I physically felt it.’ I stopped to down half my glass, but Luke didn’t say anything, drinking me in like the wine in his hands.‘He kept himself between the door and myself, and I felt scared. I mean, I know now that it was an unreasonable reaction considering I could have broken his arm in six locations, but in the moment . . . I felt scared..