The Impactor Issue 14

Mark Glatt
Part XIV Fourteen
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Presents

It was wrestling practice. In being a super hero, I really had to be strong. I had to be in
shape. I needed to learn how to combat. The thing is, every time I wanted to practice, they
do not work with me, take me seriously, or think that I have any ability to perform as a
wrestling athlete. Whenever I wanted to practice with them, they would just not work with
me. Whenever they did train with me, they would just train to play a practical joke on me.
During the first few practices, some of the guys came up to me and asked me

Do you want
to learn the
first lesson?

Sure
!

We went to the center of one of the mats. One of the wrestlers,
named Trevor, walked in front of me.
OK, now get in the stance.
You bend your knees buy
you do not bend over.
OK, now…

Another guy came up to right behind be and kicked me in the nuts.
URK!

I went down and rolled around grabbing my nuts on the mat.

That was
lesson one

That Was Erick
By The Way

Joe, another wrestler, walked up to me after practice and he wasn’t laughing.
Hey Man, are you al right? Hey man, these
guys will do that stuff to you.
Don’t let it
get you
down.
OK?

That is
what I
want to
hear!

I’m fine. If I wasn’t willing to get this style of
treatment, I would not be getting into this stuff.

He was one of the good guys. He was one of the guys who was not a bully.

That was during the first week. During the last week, I was walking past the
town’s square to go around the corner and to the market, when I saw Murph
Marky walking away from the open space with his hat full of money and a look on
his face that showed you that the feeling and sing song charisma in him was
gone.

Hey Murph,
are you going
to do any
songs today?

Nooo, my friend. I m afraid that I cannot do this
anymore. I keep getting chased away whenever I do it.
I have to run away so I do not get beat up. If I do get
beat up, I only end up making more money than I
lose…. I mean lose more money than I make. I meanI mean- Oh I don’t know-oho-oho-heh-heh-oho-oho.

Murph! Murph Marky! Oh
Gosh what happened to;
what HAPPENED to you?
You used to go out there
and sing no matter HOW
bad it got. It does not make
sense how it would come
down to this with you.
Look, look I have
got to get to class
now. I will catch
up with you later.

It is way
too bad
out
there. It
has
gotten
way too
violent!

This is what happened the last time
that he tried to sing.
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O the times are hard, and the wages low,
Amelia, whar' you bound to?
The Rocky Mountains is my home,
Across the western ocean.
He got smashed in the face with punches and then smashed in the back of the head with a bottle.
That land of promise there you'll see,
I'm bound across that western sea,
He was Punched in the throat.
To Liverpool I'll take my way,
To Liverpool that Yankee school,
They started messing up his suit.
There's Liverpool Pat with his tarpaulin hat,
And Yankee John the packet rat,
As he was down on his knees crying, they continued to hit him in the back of the head with whatever objects they could find.
Beware these packet-ships, I pray,
They steal your stores and clothes away,
Across (Sniff Sniff) the western (Sniff Sniff) ocean.

(This Needs To Be Drawn Out)

So this guy does not do anything wrong, he does not hurt anyone, and he STILL
gets beat up. These guys like him do not deserve that. There are guys like him
out there who have done good things and not wronged anyone in their whole lives
and I kept on forgetting about this. It made me even more mad and still makes me
mad now that I look back over at this memory. He needed to hold out on this some
more. This guy could not stop and I could not let him.

I went back to my dorm later on and, mooching off of my room mate,
Glenn’s, TV, I flipped on the news.

We are back here
with Morgan
Trace. Morgan
Trace? What do
you think of all
this crime in the
news?

Ume Wa Wa Wee Wa Wa Wa Woo Wa Ume
Foo Fua Fau Ume Fau Fua Foo Foo.

Excuse
me? What
are you
saying Sir?

You can’t understand what I’m
saying you just assume it’s funny.

Al right then.
And now here
we are with
Verne Mac.
Verne Mac?
What do you
think of all this
crime in the
news?

Hebba Hebba Hebba Hebba Hebba Hebba Hebba Hebba
Hebba AH HA ha ha ah ha ha ah ha ha ho ho ho ho…

Excuse
me? What
are you
saying
Sir?

These parents absolutely obviously did not beat their kids enough.

Such a good guy then someone just attacks him to achieve perverted fun. I had a
memory back from 2000. Matt Calvin was left lying on the ground by four guys
when he was trying to talk to Megan. He didn’t do anything. They just wanted to
make him look bad in front of Megan. Of course none of the boys who beat him up
were his cousin. Marque would not have hurt his cousin Matt Calvin on purpose. It
was since then that I became a creep. I loved it.

Later on at night, I looked out my window. Murph Marky was walking down a dark
alley. He then walked up to the top of a building. It looked like he was about to jump
off. But then he sat on the edge of the building instead of jumping which, at first, it
looked like he was going to do. I was about to walk out of my dorm room to go and
confront him. But then I stopped and looked up at the shelf on my favorite wall. The
mask was there. This time, The Impactor may be a better pick than Dwight Scott.

I Excused Myself

Excuse Me Glen, I
Got To Head Out

Murph Marky was sitting on the ledge on the building and tears started dropping
along with the rain. He did not seem to care about getting wet or what the rain
would do to his clothes.

Kind of a strange
place to hang
out, isn’t it?
AH ah - - Impactor! I – I
– I – I – Don’t know what
to do anymore. So tired
of being pushed around.
Does anyone like to be
pushed around?

To Be Continued

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