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Chap 3- Teen-fictions AKA the Gloomy Ones

Chap 3- Teen-fiction AKA the Gloomy Ones

MY DARK DAYS (WATTY AWARDS WINNER!!)

Summary: Demi's life is horrible, her mother and father are always drinking water and beating her up like a drum. She has no where to go because her brother and sister died in a car crash while their way to the pet store. She cuts herself daily and does not know what to do with her life.

| THE STORY |

I missed the bus, that's why I have to walk home. I look up at the stormy dark sky and sigh, at least it wasn't raining... yet.

As if on cue, it started raining. I sighed and continued walking home, it always started raining whenever I didn't want it to.

As soon as I reached home, I sighed again at the sight in front of me. My dad was there, standing on the doorstep with a baseball bat in his had while my mom was beside him with a water bottle in her hand. They were drinking, again.

I walked towards them and dropped my back-pack in the front yard, I didn't want it to get hurt because of me.

I reached my dad and he flung the baseball bat towards my stomach as a greeting. Hello to you too, daddy. The bat hit my stomach with full force and I fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes, I was seeing stars and UFOs in the middle of the day. Wait... there was a cow in the milky way too. I sighed.

My mom took a long slug of the water bottle and passed it over to dad who took a slug as well. After the water was finished, they walked over to me and started to kick and punch me like a punching bag.

I just lay there like the walking dead finally dead. They were beating me up in the front yard and no body cared, no body called the police and no body saw because we were hidden by an invisible force known as air.

When my mom and dad were finished they walked back inside to drink more water. I sat up and pulled a pocket knift out of my bag, then I slit my wrist like it was nothing.

That was the day I died.

Not really, I was still alive. I just wanted to die so I could join the zombies in the movies and become a world famous zombie star.

Plus, I like blood. What if... I'm a vampire?

No... those aren't real--

Me: *stops reading* I thought this was teen-fiction? Why is the main character thinking about being a Vamp?

This story was stupid, 'nough said.

Now, let's look at the reads and votes.

Reads: Un-countable

Votes: Un-countable

*Scratches head in confusion* Let's check the comments

Comments:

ILurvStories1: OMG BEST STORY EVER!!!

ILurvStories2: THIS WAS AMAZING!!!

ILurvStories3: I LOVED IT!! YOU ARE AN AMAZING AUTHOR!!!

*Smacks forehead* Oh my God... you've GOT to be kidding me!! This doesn't deserve a WATTY!!! What the heck?!?!

I could mush up a bunch of words and call it a book. I'm sure winning a Watty is like eating a piece of cake.

Seriously. =.=