Ten Days To My Death

The First Day (rewrite)

Ok uh... I just realised my first part got deleted? WHAT THE HECK WATTPAD I SPENT TIME ON THAT
UHHHHH OK.
So um, I guess I'll write it again- bruh I can't I'm abit too lazy for that but eh ok enjoy I'm gonna shorten it abit, enjoy the story and thx for the support :)
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I pulled my hood over my head and sighed. At least now no one could see my face. I listened to the rain splattering on the ground and my hood, my schoolmates hastily holding their umbrellas over their heads and rushing home. Meanwhile, I was like an ignored black and white figure it the middle of this earth that no one cared for or knew. At least my life would end... Just 10 days of living, and I can leave. I can leap of the nice and tall building and go into forever darkness, maybe paradise, heaven?
Either way, it was definitely the path to take and I trudged home- correction: it's more like a house that I just live in. It has never been my home and never will be.
After awhile, I arrived at my house and and took off my shoes before opening the door. It creaked open and i was greeted with a familiar sight: An empty cup of instant noodles on the table, my mother no where in sight, probably making out with some random guy at the bar.
Still not pulling down my hood, I emotionlessly shuffled my feet to my room and started entering the only world that I loved, the Internet. The computer screen turning on was a bliss.
After doing my usual 7 hour bed time routine of staring at the computer screen, I plonked onto my bed and let the blanket cover me, shrouding me in the darkness I hoped to be in.
I closed my eyes and as usual, took hours to sleep, all the while wondering:
Would anyone ever love me?