Dan placed his iPhone onto the bed, talking into the video.
"Hello Internet!" he cheered, his typical intro to any of his videos.
He adjusted his body so he was seated comfortably in his white desk chair.
He constipated quickly in his head, many thoughts racing through his mind at once for what to say next. Even after a whole two freaking years he was nervous to talk to just a camera.
'Well...' he thought to himself. 'Not like you haven't had any true interaction.' His mind spat at him.
Shaking his head, laughing softly to himself, he adjusted his phone closer to his body.
"Lately everyone has been asking me questions, like well about my identity and who I really am." he started. dan held the index cards he had written out early up to his brown eyes. Letting out a huff of breath, he tossed them behind himself, deciding to make another one of his videos raw and right from the heart, has cheesy has it may sound.
"Well, my true identity...it confuses me to see all of my comments saying good things and happy thoughts of my creations and small talks."
"To be honest though, I don't know what I do to be hated by the people in my personal life." he added. He felt himself start to clench his fists in anger, a bead of sweat trickling down his tan face.
"I'm going to be honest with you guys. Everything in life isn't happy or great for me. Literally the only thing I have to look forward to anymore is you guys, your comments of happiness and appreciation." Dan whipped a hand through his fringe, a nervous habit of his.
"Though the haters who say that I'm freaking un original or hate on me, everything comes from my head, fresh and new." he paused for a moment.
"The only thing I'm really am passionate and proud of anymore." he muttered softly.
"Those people in my personal life though, watch me and leave freaking comments on every video...positive ones to be exact. So whats the difference, do I honestly bring out good in people?" He sighed to himself.
"Leave a comment below, so sorry this video wasn't probably what you happened to be expecting, huh?"
"Bye." he quickly added.
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Dan shoved his iPhone back into his pocket, angry tears rushing down his face. All of the stress, cuts, names, and bruises he has to face every single day just being shoveled on top of him.
Dan grabbed his lamp and threw it against the wall, watching had it shattered into hundreds of pieces. He just couldn't stop with this, all of the anger, the terrible ways he coped with his issues.
Slowly Dan walked over to the shards of glass, using his pointer finger to move the glass pieces apart, only to choose the sharpest and largest piece. Without thinking, he brought it up to his wrist, sliding it along the exposed skin.
Nothing happened, the glass had only left a small indent in his wrist. Dan dragged the glass again and again, still it only made the skin turn red in irritation. Dan screamed and threw the glass onto the ground, kicking his chair, causing it to fall onto the tan carpet.
Only moments later, loud footsteps were coming up the stairs and his door was thrown open without even a small knock or warning. He just stood their with his head against the wall, sweat tricking down his forehead. the tears were stronger than ever, something just snapped in Dan's mind, creating even more anger than before.
He threw his arm back, his left hand in a fist like form, he went for it. His hand went into the wall, creating only a small dent in it, but left Dan with dry and bloody knuckles.
"Dan!" he heard someone gasp from behind him. he just ignored it knowing who was bothering him. He stayed silent, well cause it was the usual for him. he turned his head slightly to the right and out of the corner of his eyes, he could see his two brothers Pj and Adrian.
(Yes kick the Pj)
He felt all of his anger and adrenaline wash away. Dan let out a loud gasp, everything felt like it was being drained out of him in only a few seconds. Soon he felt a pair of hands on his shoulder, he wobbling body still shaking.
Dan shivered even though it was like 80 degrees in his room and he was sweating. He heard a faint yell, all voices being muffled from the loud beating of his heart in his ears. He let out a loud scream and fell into someone's arms.
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Muted (A phan story)
FanfictionDan, the boy who is constantly considered "mute." He doesn't speak to anyone in his school or personal life, well not since he was 12. Everyone thinks he is a joke, but in reality they hear his voice everyday. With 3.2 million subscribers on his you...