29th April 1987 3:37P.M
[Mike pov]
Just a normal day at my job i guess is whats going on here. Cleaning, looking after the kids, etc. It's not all that bad at all in my opinion. I have my friends here with me now, they love me. I hope.
I finished cleaning mangle's room and started walking out towards the bathroom, turning my head as i closed the door and saw Jeremy. He doesn't know this but, I love him. He probably doesn't love me back but, that's okay? But anyways, I walked past him and he seemed to be carried away by music playing over the radios doing a little dance lmfao.
[few minutes later]
I stepped outside the stall, walking over to wash my hands. The thing i hate about bathrooms is mirrors. Hence why i got mine removed in my house for reasons. I just glance in the mirror, knowing what I'll see. I never realised how evil my father was until that day.
I feel so weak,sick. I'm about to throw up.
In the mirror, it's not me who stares back it's just my dad, not even my own body.
I feel so nauseous, my body starts shivering and I shoot my eyes somewhere away from the mirror and run back into the stall i was just in, locking it.
EMETOPHOBIA WARNING
I lean myself over the polished bowl before hurling and spilling my guts everywhere into it, I do it once again, coughing and sniffling.
((its over ☠️))
After that, I flush it all away and sat ontop of the toilet seat, dropping my head into my hands and sighing. I wanted to cry, so I did.
"I just wanna go home" I sobbed.
Hey sorry if this causes anyone any problems, I'll delete it if you need me to. Just thats its like 3AM and I'm really fucking bored also good night thx for reading whatever this is I guess 👍
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Michael BC angsty bok 🙏🙏
FanfictionThis is just an angst book cuz i feed off of it and i was rly bored Also i might add more to this idk 🙏 depends what u guys think so i most likely wont
