Y/n Slander

Y/n Story 5: Chapter 1

IDEA IS NOT MINE!!!!! 

CREDITS: my_grandmas_toenails

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I hate my life. It really sucks, like really sucks. Nothing could tell me otherwise. Not even as I was shoved to the side by some random boy. 

I tried not to burst into tears as I trip over my own foot and collapse on the ground, the books spilling everywhere. I gasp sharply and exhale with a tight whimper falling from my uwuwu petite wittle lips. 

I was small, barely reaching 2 feet with hair longer than rapunzal's tower, and orbs with the color of every single colors possible to ever exist. They say I'm stupid creature, but I like to think myself as unique. No one understands that yet however.

Not even when I sang "Fight Song" in front of the school to help gain some confidence. Someone threw a rotten egg at me.

I swallow back tears, and run down the halls, my 10 inch legs traveling me .07 miles per hour as I head for the bathrooms

Everyone laughs at me as I struggle to make my way to the bathroom. It takes everything within my tiny little baka wittle heart ❤ to not cry and burst into tears.

They wouldn't understand . . . how could they? They're all so cruel and mean—and I have to endure it everyday.

Everyday I'm bullied. Everyone laughs at me and makes fun of me.

I don't understand what I did to deserve such brutality.

Not only that, my mum left me when I was only a couple of months old. The orphanage didn't want to take care of me so they threw me out the window and I fell onto a families lap and they took me in ever since but I don't think they appreciate me very much and I don't know why..

I've always been nice—or I try to be. But they simply give me the cold shoulder everytime I come home.

For the first time, I understand what trauma is. My body shudders and falls apart at each memory.

The memory of my dads sperm racing to pregnate my mum, me being in the womb, and then coming out and being disowned only to be disowned again and then be neglected.

No one loves me.

I try to force back tears, but they fall anyway. God, it hurt so much that I was sure I wouldn't make it to the bathroom. I choke back tears and shove the bathroom door open, collapsing inside and crying my eyes out.

A/n: omg guys don't you feel bad for her....😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺💔💔💔

W–what did I do to deserve such pain? I've endured nothing but hardships within my entire life. Sobbing softly, I pull my backpack off my shoulders and pull out a huge fat crusty dusty textbook that is barely hanging on by two molecules rubbing together (enough friction to cause a bonfire and kill y/—)

Which is why I came up with an idea. An idea where I wouldn't be lonely anymore... and that no one could ever bully me! I don't have to suffer after this.

Everyone will pay for bullying me!

I'm going to perform a ritual and summon a demon.

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