Dark Paradise

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Bold = Thoughts 

It's been a couple of weeks since I met Ben and I have to say life has gotten so much better. Well, kind of Miss Jane had a change of heart and started to try to be nice to me. But Adam and Angela are the same they are still trying to make me do whatever they want. Ben has somehow made me happier as well.

 Right now we were in the attic where James had set up the N64 we were playing Mario Kart. The way James had set it up was okay I guess. He had bought two bean bag chairs and fairy lights and made it into something not good but also something not bad. It was around one when James came up to check on us and to tell Ben that his volunteer hours were done for the day.

 But before Ben left I wanted to give him something that I asked James to get me. Ben was about to leave but I stopped him 'Hey Ben I have something for you could you meet me in the Main Hall while I get it for you?.' 'Sure Y/n just make it quick okay I've got to meet a few of my friends soon.' 'It will be real quick I promise' I then ran down the stairs and went to James's office.

 'James can I have the friendship bracelets now I want to give one to Ben.' The bracelets were basically half of a game controller but when put together they made a whole one. 'Yeah, Sure Y/n' He gave me the bracelets and I saw Ben waiting for me near the entrance. I ran to him and put one of the bracelets in his hand.

 'These bracelets will show our friendships' 'Y/n this is the best thing I've ever gotten this means so much to me really thank you I will see you tomorrow Okay' I nodded just happy knowing that he loves the bracelet.

THE NEXT DAY

Today something felt wrong like something bad had happened I just don't know what. When I got downstairs to the Main Hall I didn't see Ben. Maybe He's Late I thought to myself I sat on the steps and waited a few minutes before getting bored from waiting. I get up to go to James's Office I knock on the door and then open it after there is no response.

When I opened the door I saw he was on the phone with someone but he had a sad look on his face. 'Ok thank you for letting us know and we are so sorry for your loss.' Loss? What Is He Talking About I thought to myself 'Hey James Have you seen Ben.' He looked down and said something that made time stop 'Y/n I am sorry but Ben's gone.'

 'Wh-What do you mean' I asked 'He's dead' James had said I slowly backed out of his office. 'Y/n listen I know he meant the world to you bu-.' I ran out of his office before he could finish I ran back upstairs and into the attic slamming the door behind me. I was standing in front of the TV  when I realized I was alone. 

Sure I had James but he only took care of me Ben was the one who made me laugh, He helped clear away bad thoughts, And most of all he made me feel whole. I fell onto my knees crying and stayed like that until I fell asleep. I awoke to knocking on the Attic door I looked out the Attic window and noticed it was night. I then got up and opened the door and I saw James I scoffed and asked 'What do you want?.'

 'I want to see how you are doing you haven't left the attic in a few hours.' 'I'm Fine' I lied but inside I just felt like slicing my arms. 'The dried tears say otherwise do you want to talk about today.' 'Why do you care' 'I care because I have to Y/n and I know Ben meant the world to you I just want to tell you that I'm here if you want to talk.'

He then left the Attic leaving me alone once more. I stayed up there for at least another 10 minutes before heading back downstairs to the bathroom. I then went into the shower where there was a loose tile with a little hole behind it. I took out the tile and grabbed a box from the hole I then opened the box inside was rolled up cash don't know how much though and two silver razor blades.

 I pick up the longest one and start to slice my arm. I wince but after the 5th slice I stop Rinse the blood off my arm and the blood in the tub. I hid the Razor in the bottom of the trash. And wrapped up my arm and took the cash out of the box. 

Then put the box back where I found it put the tile back and I exit the bathroom little did I know someone was recording me. 

  

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