I began a new life in middle school. My bullying here only got worse. I got beat for no reason, I would get thrown to the ground like I was trash, and I would be called heart-wrenching names. The teachers did nothing about this, as if they had been a part of the bullying as well. All I could do was sit, and smile. At home, I would cry myself to sleep. I would cry about the bullying. Cry about how bad my life was.
Sometimes... Sometimes, when I felt the bullying had gone too far, I would stalk my bully. I would study their social patterns for days, seeing when would be a good time to strike. I would follow them home, and I would knock them out cold. I would take them to a secluded area, and when they woke up, I would mutilate their body. Mixed emotions drove the gory mess, shredding apart anything and everything that made them "human." After I was done with their body, I would melt it away with my slime, making sure that I leave no evidence behind.
Despite this, I still faced bullies everyday. Being tossed around for years was a pain, but I pushed through. I had hope. Hope that I would be able to have a better life.
In the 3rd year of middle school, I met someone new. He was a a light-being made of electricity. He introduced himself as Denki. At first, I was cold and distant to him, thinking that he was just yet another person that would betray her trust again. But... soon, I grew more and more attached to him. Soon, I actually started to hang out with him. Being around him began to make me feel actual joy in my life again. Because of Denki, I was able to have a genuine smile again.
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