I was walking back home. I had just got rejected by my crush, Evan. He was the popular kid at school. My eyes were just having a nice bath. Even if I try to think about some funny stuff. I just end up sobbing in the inside. I had a crush on him ever since middle school. For some reason, we went to the same high school. Okay, back to topic. I confessed to him at the lockers. His face turned into a grin and started laughing and telling bad stuff at me. Some of his friends had joined in too.
I regret ever confessing to him in the first place. Now I know his true form - He was two-faced. just like a demon disguised as an angel. Why did I even fall for that boy in the first place? Was it because of the looks? Personality? How he talked? I don't really know. I was so focused on my thoughts that I tripped on some rock and fell face first. First, rejection. Now this? I stood up from the burning ground. Not gonna lie it hurt ALOT. I then felt a warm liquid streaming down my face. I touched it with my finger so I could take a look. And it was just some blood. Except 100x worse. I now have a bruise on top of my head that made me look like Tanjiro from Demon Slayer. Plus, it could seriously get infected. Why am I so unlucky today? Nobody knows. I just continued walking when I found some stray kitten on the side of the road. I ABSOLUTELY ADORED cats and kittens. I didn't even care if a car would run me over. I just ran for the kitten. Once I finally got hold the kitten. It just melted all of my depression away with just a meow. I definitely need to take this cute baby home with me. I walked down the street with an adorable kitten in my hands. Every cat lover would be jealous, Even just a bit. I was at my front door. My mother "gracefully" opened the door. AND THEN I IGNORED HER AND WENT TO SLEEP WITH THE KAWAII KITTEN.THE END.
Slay I got lazy at the end lmao
-Moikyuu
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A piece of weird life.
RandomYep, this is a remake of my first book. I kinda got lazy so I'm doing a fresh start again lmao. NOW THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY RANDOM. I WRITE A STORY OF WHATEVER CATEGORY THE WHEEL CHOOSES.