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y/n’s Pov I lay on my small brown sofa, as a sigh left my lips I swung my legs over the side. I head towards the bathroom, I bring my hand to the dark cold doorknob and twist it open. Inside, I turn to the mirror above the white sink. I look at my reflection. I brought my left hand to my cheek, there was a big bruise in the form of a hand. I lift and ruffle up my messy h/c locks and stared into my dull e/c eyes, in the mirror. Bandages around my arm start to slip off revealing small cuts and bruises. Tears form at the corners of my eyes, as the painful memories of that day form in my mind.
~Flashback~
“You know you're really lucky to be at this school,” Zena said towering over my broken form. She and her friends cornered me out of nowhere and bullied me every day ever since I had entered Shinumaru Academy. It was a prodigious school where only the smartest could enter. “You don’t belong here brat. So do yourself a favor and kill yourself already.” Tears streamed down my face as I forced myself to stand up. “Y-you can’t te-tell me what t-to do,” I was afraid of what they might do to me, but if I graduate from this school it would make my mother’s life easier. She wouldn’t need to always pay for school and she could finally take care of herself. My face flung to the side. My cheek felt hot and numb. “You bitch!” Zena laughed. “ Fine, I guess we’ll do the honors of ending this miserable life for you.”
~End of Flashback~
I tossed my dark grey jacket on as I opened my window. Tears silently flowed down, I knew if I was gone I wouldn’t need to live a hard life. And maybe just maybe this one time I could take their advice. I swung one leg over the window side following the other. I sat still for a few moments before letting a deep breath out. “I-it’s for the b-better I guess…” I pushed myself off heading to the unknown alleyway. The world around me went by a flash. It looked like it was moving. But it wasn’t long before I hit the ground with a loud thud. Blood slipped out of my body at a fast pace. Black covered my vision, but I did hear footsteps multiple of them. “Hey, hang on we’ll…” I couldn’t hear the rest, but it didn’t matter I was going to die and I know it.