Zac Monologue

Alone, it's a word that I loathe.It’s how everyone describes me, every time I hear this word, it makes me realize who I am in society, an undesired piece of junk, alone.By the way, my name’s Zac, I’m a 15-year-old male attending Dimlight High School.I live amidst my mom Kat, she’s 5’6, has long blonde hair and a rather strict personality.We recently had a divorce among my dad, and that’s a reason why I get teased at school.I possess the genes regarding my father, so I look different from my mother.I am approximately 5’7, have short black hair, and blue eyes that resemble the ocean.No matter how hard I attempt to fit in, everybody looks past me and viewing me as somebody who is adopted.I’m used to the teasing now, although I’m not ok with having
“What do you think you’re doing?Our enemies are in the opposite direction!”The grip on my shirt tightened as the henchmen dragged me into the battlefield.I could hear the bullets ricocheting through bins and windows, explosions, and the essence of the fallen.The henchman seated me down, observing that I was pretty fatigued, making me not particularly useful during the battle.Before I knew it, I passed out.I was shortly woken up by something wet dripping against me.As I got my vision back, I saw that it was red, blood. I thought to myself, I was shocked with horror, dozens and dozens of bodies deposited on the ground, every single one dead.The smell of the dead gave me an urge to gag, the sight of blood made me feel dizzy.I steadily walked back to the window and launched myself over, landing on my back.I didn't feel as much pain, as I already felt enough.I saw that it has started to snow, I was laying there on my back thinking I’m going to die.I closed my eyes, for the longest moment, nothing happened.It felt like my body didn't give up yet, and there is something I still needed to accomplish.I stood up and dragged myself, trying to look for a taxi or any transportation to get out of here.I examined two red led circles which led me to a car plate.The