STAN POV:
"Ijust feel like I have no one to turn to... No one who understands me" tears brimmed my tears and I looked out the smashed window and the canon around us.
"What are all your guy's sexualities and conditions?" Token asked and he spun around to face the other majority of people in front of him.
"I'm bisexual, I cut, I'm suicidal, I have depression, I get drunk a lot and I have Post Traumatic Stress" I gulped before saying.
"I'm gay, and I am anorexic and bulimic" Cartman shyly said and turned his head away, not even looking at us.
"I'm gay, I have OCD, and anxiety, I have anorexia AND BDD" Kyle sadly shook his head and spoke.
"I'm straight, I cut, I am anorexic, I have depression AND BDD" Wendy confidently said and smiled at me strongly.
"I'm straight and I'm suicidal" Kenny bit his lip, quivering.
"I am gay, And I have PTSD" Butters rubbed his knuckles together anxiously.
"GAH! I'm g-gay, I h-have OCD, p-paranoia and social a-anxiety" Tweek jittered and tugged hard at his hair pulling it down to his chin.
"I'm pansexual, I cut, I have depression and PTSD" Craig muttered pretending not to care about anything, he swiped the hair out of his eyes to hide them, because his eyes were beginning to well up with tears.
"What is PTSD?" Bebe Stevens stupidly asked and gawked with a wide red eyes expression.
"It's post traumatic stress" Red replied patting her knee and smiling.
"Oh, I think I have that" Bebe puppy dog eyes everyone.
"Fuck off Bebe" Craig said and he rolled his eyes and squinted his eyebrows turning away.
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All Our Little Secrets {Completed/Being Edited}
Fiksi PenggemarWhile on a field trip, South Park High School's school bus skids on some ice and falls into the deep caves of the Colorado rockies. With no way out and the driver dead they lose all hope of every finding a way out or getting found. No food, No water...
