Unlucky Superman

They were shrieking in distress, not squealing, like pigs usually do. It was as if they knew what was about to happen to them.

McCormack hadn't heard shrieking like that since he was a boy and he found himself trying to remember that kid's name.

Billy... Billy Pendergill!

That was him. Man, that kid was a total shithead.

He never came to school after that day and all Billy was doing was showing off a bike trick on his BMX.

He wasn't the most popular kid at Claymore Public School, because he was bigger than other students, a repeater, knew he was older, and liked to show kids like McCormack that he could hurt them. He sometimes punched girls in the arm, too.

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