《Hey, don't do it, please | jjk ff ✔️》"
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I woke up from my 2 hour sleep. I open my eyes and rub them because there's sand in my eyes. I had trouble breathing for a bit but I sat up on my bed. I then went to my bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror.
A girl who has blood shot eyes from crying, scars, bruises, cuts, and very bad dark eye circles from sleepless nights. I brush my teeth and wash my face to refresh it. Having thoughts about my depressed life.
They say how eyes are the window to the soul, but I see nothing in my soul. You couldn't see a future, just darkness, sadness, and being lost.
I brush my hair and walk out of my bathroom, to chose some clothes. Something basic like a black sweater with the text " Broken dreams club", a mask because I am quiet and emotional, and ripped black jeans. And not to forget, my round glasses and my black backpack.
I know black is my favourite colour.
I headed down stairs carefully. I am rich but I hate the life. Everything is about money, money, and money. Everyone misunderstood me, they think I am quiet and a nerd.
My parents are greedy and have a big ego. My mom is never home since she always busy with work. With my dad, he had a big business and he likes gambling, clubbing, having fun, and drinking.
He always come home with a girl and I think my mom doesn't know about it. Sometimes he comes home drunk and abuses me. I didn't enjoy sports at all so I can't really defend myself.
I am not strong, I wasn't in the first place. Physically and emotionally.
I ran as fast as I could to my front door.
"Wait!" My dad yelled.
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I turned and saw my dad with a bottle in his hand. He smash it on the wall, so he can use his weapon to kill me.
"Let's have some fun." He smirked.
I am not ready. This is not fair.
I unlocked the door and ran to school.
I don't time for his stupid mother fucking bullshit.
Once I got to school. Right off the bat, people are talking shit about me.
"Look at that slut."
"Here comes the whore."
"Oh it's that peace of shit."
"Why can' t she just die."
"I know, I just want to kill her."
"She's a mistake in this world."
I was about to cry, I am a emotional person. But a tear got out of my eye. I head to my locker, so I can get my textbook and other things. When suddenly,
I get poured with freezing cold water and then got hit by raw eggs. By the one and only, annoying mother fucker.
Jeon Jungkook and his girlfriend Choi Michelle.
I actually kind of like Jungkook. I am not sure why but I just do when he came to the school last year. But then he started becoming like a bully and now, I am afraid of him. So basically, I have a love hate crush on him.
"Look at this rotten egg. Haha." They laughed at me.
Ha ha ha giggles echo the hallway.
I ran to the stairs to run away from those people. My chest hurted so much but I ignore it. I quickly ran to the second, then third floor. Then to the roof top. I want to do it.
I want to die, I am a mistake to this world, I am a person who doesn't deserve to be in this world, I want my soul to die.
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I went over the fence, took off my shoes and waited until I wanted to jump off.
"Hey, don't do it, please." I heard a female voice.
I look over to my right, a girl with beautiful, long, dark hair.
"Why are you here?" I asked. A voice in my head said to not jump. It's not worth it today. Maybe another day, this is her special day.
"Well I liked this guy, and confessed my feelings to him. But he wasn't the right person to me. He was a jerk. Good bye." She jumps over with a simple look on her face looking at me. Waving a goodbye to me.
Wow that was so funny. Such a dumb bitch anyways, she probably going to kill herself or cry. Wa wa, crybaby.
Anyway, I got to go to class or else mom will kill me.
School was shit and trash. I exited the school and see my mom in her car. I went into her car.
"Hi Eomma, your back!" I said happily. She the only person who makes me happy in the world. She very nice and a special person in my heart. Even if she not with me a lot.
"Honey, we will be going to someone's house today. It's for very important news. We better go!" She said nervously. I wonder why? Is she hiding something from me?
"Okay honey, we're here!"
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