(Hopefully) he will be back.

Chapter 1

Started-June 2nd 2022
Finished-June 4th 2022

Tw- bullying, mention of suicide, abuse

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On the outside I was your average High schooler. Well I sort of was? Well from my knowledge, I don't know what high school is without the bullying.

It's probably because my stupid mask. I never take it off and I think dreams group is a bit pissed, they think I'm trying to hide my 'ugliness'

Ouh! Right! Dream is the kid that bully's me, he's year 12 as I'm in year 11. There are a few other including Nick or sadnap, I don't think thats right though. I think it's something to do with pandas , Sam and don't forget Wilbur!

Back to my story, the only times I take off my mask is in a stall to eat lunch. Though im not trying to hide anything about my face? I wouldn't say im ugly im around average! Though I do have a few scars, but that's beside the point. I wear my mask because it kind of my thing? It's a mystery! Nobody knows what I look like!! Well that almost changed today.

It was after gym and everyone was showering, tho of course I went in a private one. I walked out with only my mask boxers and sweatpants on, I forgot my hoodie in my bag. I was waking towards my bag which was sitting on a bench in the changing room and of course right as I got to it someone grabbed my shoulders. Sam, what a lovely surprise. He pulled me back farther away from my bag and Dream walked over. "Grab his arms." Is all he really said. I could fight back but I choose not to because last time I did I almost had to go to the hospital.

Dream walked over to me and placed one arm on my shoulder "you can't hide forever George?" Dream said moving his hand closer to my mask. "Why do you want to see my face so bad?" Dream took his index finger and placed it on my chin forcing me to look at him. "We don't keep secrets here George." He grabbed a strap of my mask and ripped it off as I quickly looked down. "Come on George, how ugly can you be!" He then kneed me in the stomach causing me to cough. I then spat on his white shoes and luckily the hit caused blood to come up so I spat on his shoes and it was all red! Lucky me! Dream dropped me and so did Sam. I grabbed my mask from the floor placing it back on my face.

I grabbed my bag and ran out of there. I grabbed my hoodie and put it over my head then onto me and then went to my next class.

Dream was in my class but luckily he wasn't here. Probably skipping again, I took a seat near the back of the class and took out my notebook.

The teacher took out her laptop and started looking around at people probably doing the attendance.
"Has anyone seen Dream?"
Not even the teacher knows his name, well I assume Dream is a nickname because that's a stupid name. He's really pissed at me for not showing my face yet he has the dumbest nickname and refuses to tell anyone his name! I bet you his name is dean or something, it's the name closest to dream! His parents know his real name yet my parents are gone so they can't expose my face! They went missing on a business trip when I was in grade 8, I now live with my aunt, my life is pretty much a my story animated, yet I don't get paid for my life story, I just bet beaten up!

I might as well skip too I quickly raised my hand and right away my teacher called my name "can I use the washroom?"
"Go ahead, I'm starting the lesson so be back soon."
I stood up and left the class going straight to the door to sit on the bleachers. And of course Dream had to be there.
"Hey Dream"
He quickly turned his head towards me.
"What the fuck do you want?"
He says in more of an angry tone.
"Calm down buddy, I'm just here to sit down!"

"Not here your not?"
He responded.
I then over dramatically sat down on the bleacher then pulled out my phone. I was to distracted by my phone to realize Dream was hovering over me. I look up at him and of course, I was punched right in the face. He pushed me off the bleacher to the grass floor, luckily I was only sitting on the third one so it wasn't to far or a drop yet it still made me cough. He jumped down and kicked me in the stomach then walked away. I sat there for around 2 minutes until the bell wrung since it was the end of the day. I got up and carried myself home which was around an 10 minutes away but due to me holding my stomach and walking as slow as a snail it ended up being around 20.

Once I got home I opened the door realizing I forgot to lock it when I left.
Which was a shitty move. "Hey George!" Dream stood in my kitchen. Lucky for him my aunt had her shift  until 2am, which is extremely unlucky for me.

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