blow my back out

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I woke up from my dreaded nightmare. My forehead full of sweat and my bright crystal clear ocean colored orbs that look like gojou's ass, filled with fear. I pull the covers off my petite 4'2 body and slowly made my way to my very small wardrobe. I have the terrible fashion sense of a basic white girl in 2013. This is because my mom and dad both died in a tragic car accident along with all my aunts, uncles, grandparents, related cousins, dogs, cats, and my gold fish named Ted Bolby. That is also the reason for my dreaded horrific night terrors.

I finally brush my flowy long blonde hair. Everyone considers me a very beautiful and attractive girl that every guy wants. I think I'm ugly as a toad that looks like that black haired bitch from a silent voice. They often call me the lamb of the school for my pale white porcelain skin that looks like my dead sisters discharge. When they shout at me all I respond with is, "b-a-a-baabababa- she-e-p?" out of nervousness, with my big doe blue orbs staring at them innocently.

I tie my hair in a high messy bun because I'm quirky.
"Y/N GET THE HELL DOWN HERE U STUPID BITCH!!" I hear my grandpa shout at me. Oh when I said my grandparents died in the car crash, my one grandpa with the worst attitude survived. I scurried down the stairs to be met with my grandpa. "I WANT YOU TO GET ME MONEY !!" I started to tear up. My blue orbs getting teary. I moved my petite 4'2 body over to my grandpa for my daily beating. SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP [slurp LMAO SORRY /&/&&/] I try not to cry to much but end up crying like a buluga out of water. But to others I look like an angel of course.

Than all of a sudden a tall muscular handsome dreamy smack my ass type beat man storms into our house. He than takes put a AK 47 and and shoots my grandpa dead. He had lots of tattoos and long hair. He had a flat ass. I looked at him and purred, "si-r-r-r, what are y-o-o-u-u do-ing here?" my voice seemed to tremble with fear per minute.

This mysterious man smirked and started barking. "Hey babygorl, I helped u righ? U should be lucky I helped save u." I was for some reason very attracted to this male disregarding the fact he did the complete opposite of glock glock 47 my grandpa to hell with all the hoes at my school who read straight Smut everyday with a straight face like it's the morning news. The man walked up to me with his tight leather pants and matching edgy emo shirt and boots. He reached out his hot hands and slightly patted my head. He reached down to my ear and with a rough hunky deep voice barked in my small flushed ears, "baby gorl, want to have some fun?" I was very confused. I have been living under a rock for the past 17 years of my life because for some reason. I have no idea what smut and lemons are. I am just an innocent angel with a quirky habit of drinking lattes while reading books under oak trees hoping everybody looks at me. Along with me being quirky, I seem to resent and hate any girl who shows a feminine side to them. I'm just too quirky for that style of stuff i guess. Returning back to the moment I start blushing. "Wh-a-a-t d-o-o you me-a-n?" he than starts moving his hand up my thin thighs with no meat on them whatsoever even though I have a huge ass and a curvy figure at the same time. I freeze and start blushing even harder. "Wa-a-i-t what's your n-a-aa-ame?" I quietly stutter. "Muzan baby gorl." he purs. I don't blink twice and grab the ak 47 and than shoot his hEhe Micheal Jackson ass outta existence. I than spot another figure walking in the distance. I notice the huge black haired male that radiates dilf energy. I scurry to him and start crying while blushing. "uh what's wrong" he asks worriedly. "Uw-u-u i-i-i babababab s-h-ee-p?" I whisper with an angelic voice. "Ah yes ur hot let's go, my names toji btw." I THEN RAN OFF INTO THE NEAREST BARNES AND NOBLE AND MADE TOJI BUY ME ALL THE HARDCOVERED NOVELS I COULD FIND BC I'M QUIRKY AND NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS.

THE END.