Childhood Ruined ( Gunshot Psyche's BG Story )

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Your Point of View

Your in a park, sitting on a bench. Noticing something besides you, a fortune cookie. You grab it and opened it, you read the paper.

Y/N: "You're gonna had a lucky day... am I??"

Suddenly someone sit besides you, a boy... who wears a blue head band on his forehead and a light brown vest.

???: "Hey... if your gonna read that fortune cookie u have to read it on backwards..."

You thought that you have to read in backwards but you're so confuse so you ask him.

Y/N: ugh... what do you mean read it on backwards? What's your name?

3rd eye: My name?? 3rd eye... I mean you have to change it.. You know, opposite!

You change the words written in the paper, you stand up and face 3rd eye.

Y/N: What the?! You're just jealous coz of my luck!!

3rd eye: think again... twice!

You leave and run until you fell in some trash pit and a huge rock smash you.

3rd eye: I told you... ha ha ha!! My work here is done.

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