Alone in his own zone, avoiding everyone, his dyed black-and-red hair falling into his face, he leaned against a shadowy wall. His dark hazel black-lined eyes watching the other teens pass by, chattering noisily. He glanced down at his black shirt, his black jeans, and his black combat boots, then back at a certain teen passing by, her dyed-black hair flowing behind her, caught in the wind. He liked- no, that's not right. He didn't like anyone. He scowled. He may have a small feeling for her. He sighed slightly, looking up at the sky.
Why am I living a nightmare? He thought to himself, looking down at his phone. "Hey, Ashur. Are you alright?" Asked a short boy with brown hair. "Yeah, as always." Ashur glanced at him, then back at his phone. The boy stared, then said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mondai Chairudo. I know how you feel..." Ashur growled. "No, you don't, Kevin." The boy named Kevin flinched and backed away from Ashur. Ashur noticed and rolled his eyes. "Just go already." Kevin turned tail and ran away. Mondai Chairudo. He called me Mondai Chairudo. So...that proves it even more. I know what I am. I know I am a Problem Child. That was slick, calling me that in Japanese. What if people know about what he just called me? Has he just made up my newest nickname? Ashur scoffed and whispered quietly, "Fine...Challenge accepted."
Author's Note: Yes, I know it's short! But it's only a prologue!! I am trying something new: writing from my imagination rather than my heart. So I apologise if what I write is a bit weird. :P I have a weird imagination. Anyway, I hope you liked! :) ~Zoe AWESOMENESS!
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Nightmare's Are Hell
Teen Fiction"So what if you can see the darkest side of me? No one will ever change this animal I have become! Help me believe it's not the real me! Somebody help me tame this animal I have become! I can't escape myself, so many times I've lied, but there's st...
