My name is Shadow Erolin. I have terrible Agoraphobia (a type of anxiety disorder in which you fear and avoid places or situations that might cause you to panic and make you feel trapped, helpless or embarrassed). I'm a 5 foot 11, 13 year old girl with brown and blue eyes. I'm usually wear a purple cardigan with a Black trench coat, black ripped jeans with fishnets under, and combat boots. my hair is black and short (about jawline length), with dark lavander color on the hair closest to my neck, and I wear black rounded glasses with purple shades. I'm not the brightest person in my school, but I'm also the child of a mass murderer from the 2012's. Basically just that kid who looks emo all the way around and gives off bad first impressions and bad vibes anywhere no matter who you are.
"Chop Chop. I don't have all day" My english teacher scolded me. Yes you do. All you do is sit on your bum 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. No wonder you have absolutely no buttocks fat. It's wierd to think of you with butt fat in general. Ew. My brain can not comprehend that no matter how hard I try that's how wierd you look. No offense, but like, seriously get a life.
I'm supposed to be writing lesson plans on the whiteboard for the rest of the day after lunch. That's right, I don't spend my precious lunch eating with friends, or going outside, I spend everyday at lunch writing lesson plans for every one of my core teachers (english, history, science, math) for the rest of the day. I have nothing better to do really. I don't have any friends, and the lunchroom is just a jungle. Everyone else is the preditor, and im just the lonely pray. Like a cat and a rat. No I did not say that to crack a joke. Im being dead serious. The second I step into a room with lots of people, I loose it. I just black out.
"SHADOW!" I suddenly hear my english teachers voice. Oops. I got side tracked, and now there is a big line across the whiteboard. "FOCUS ON WHAT YOUR DOING. LIFE IS NOT THAT HARD." She yelled once again. "How about you get a life first, then we'll talk." I mumbled. Did I mention that my English teacher has insanely good hearing? No? Guess you know now. "What did you just say?" she said darkly. I nearly repeated myself, but chose the safe route instead. "Nothing, ma'am."
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Junior Killer
Mystery / Thriller"Chop Chop. I don't have all day" My instructor scolded me. Yes you do. All you do is sit on your bum 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. No wonder you have absolutely no buttocks fat. It's wierd to think of you with butt fat in general...
