Chapter 2

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Adam slammed Camron against the locker by his shirt. "What do you think you're doing loser? I thought you'd gone and died already" He said. His friends snickered. Camron struggled, anger welling up inside him, he could barely push it down. "Let me go," Adam snickered. "Are you really trying to tell me what to do!? What are you gonna do to make me? You're helpless"He sneered. Camron was about to snap, he could feel it. Adam dropped him on the floor, kicking him. Camron tried to get to his feet but he was shoved back down. He curled up in a ball as Adam and his friends kicked and hit him, he badly wanted to hurt them, he just wanted to kill them all. Do I really want to kill them? Could I do it? He wondered.

They eventually got bored with him and left him, Camron layed there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, his body hurt too much to work. Why did it have to be him? Why did they pick him to torture? Why couldn't they just leave him alone to suffer on his own? He didn't know how long he laid there. No one came for him, no one helped him up or even stopped to ask him if he was ok. No one cared. He'd been here before, crying. But this time, he wasn't crying. He was too angry. He struggled to his feet, he wiped the blood away from his mouth, the thought set in his brain. I'm going to end all of it, all the torture, today.  

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