Close Encounters of the 10nth Kind

>Be senior year
>Take easy classes
>English teacher assigns all this shit
>Flick him off during class while he's turned around
>Class starts laughing
>Moralfag next to me tells the teacher
>Get detention
>I hate that teacher so much
>After detention hangout with friends
>Be juvenile delinquints
>Friend has alcohol he stole from parents
>Start drinking
>Playing Halo
>My friends suck
>Get pissed
>Walk out the door, drunk as hell
>Walking for a while
>Don't know where I am
>Loud black people
>"Where you goin' cracka?!"
>"Fuck off."
>"You done walked into the wrong neighborhood."
>Someone behind me puts me into a nelson
>Black people proceed to beat the shit out of me
>This goes on for a few minutes
>I'm let go
>I fall to the ground
>They run away laughing
>I can barely move
>I feel nothing
>Try to crawl after them
>I hear footsteps
>Blackout
>My eyes open slowly
>How'd I get here?
>I'm in a hospital bed
>Light flickers
>"You!"
>That teacher is in the doorway
>"Some trouble you've gotten yourself into, huh?"
>I look down in shame
>"You're lucky I decided to walk my dog last night.
>I called 911 when I found you;
>They say you've got a concussion and a lot of bruises.
>Your parents are outside,
>I didn't tell them about the alcohol, that's up to you."
>Before I could say thanks, he left
>I hear my mother screaming in joy
>After receiving many hugs and kisses
>I told my parents the truth
>I was released home
>Where I receivec some more beating
>The next day the teacher treats me no different
>Begin to admire my teacher
>Pay attention in class
>Become friends with teacher
>Stop acting like an asshole all the time
>Stop doing drugs and drinking
>Turn life around with the lessons he teaches
>Get A's all year
>He shakes my hand at graduation
>Throughout college I keep in contact
>I get my own teaching job
>I'm bombarded with work
>Start to lose connection with my old teacher
>One day in the early summer
>It's been 15 years since I graduated highschool
>3 years since I've last heard from him
>I receive a phone call
>A nurse gives me some grave news
>Unknown to my teacher, cancer had been growing inside him
>By the time he found out it was too late
>He now lays on his death bed
>And wishes to see me
>I start driving as soon as I hang up
>I get to his house
>I find him looking very old and sick
>He beckons me closer
>Struggling for breath
>He says these final words
>Be true to yourself
>Don't miss your chance
>And you want end up like the fool who
>Ripped his pants