Blood
My once cream carpet soon became drenched in a thick crimson substance. I could see this with my one remaining eye.
Why was I doing this? Did I honestly think I would get anywhere in life by doing this.
Infact this would probably end my life.
I was crying out of my singular eye, my conscience seemed to be winning this fight, but my hands were giving it there best shot, taking it out on me.
I can't blame it on anyone, this was my choice and my choice only, although I was influenced by the horrible people living in this screwed up world.
There I go again with the negative words.
The blade of the knife was so close to my remaining eye that one tap would blow it all.
I didn't want to do it, but part of me wanted to, and part of me felt like I needed to it.
I remembered that I was doing this for the good of all the people who hated me.
I could hear their cruel voices in my head, calling me horrible names and insulting me and my terrible life. They would steal my shoes and my bags and dump them in shit whilst pulling my hair and strangling me, not physically killing me quite, but it felt like my heart had been torn out and dragged along the floor.
Remembering this made me want to die more.
I was beginning to lose consciousness and I began to see white. I was going to die anyway, but I still pushed the knife and endured the pain as it sunk into my eyeball.
I couldn't feel anything, or see anything, or hear anything, or smell anything, or taste any blood on my lips.
I was dead.
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Isaacs POV -
I am moving from London to Tokyo today, and boy am I excited.
I hated my life in England, and I'm pretty sure I was hated too, it was obvious.
I love Japan and I also get a fresh start, what more could I want!
My Mum has been panicing for a while because my dad left her a year ago and she doesn't think she will be able to pay for the essentials we will need in Japan. We are moving there so she can forget about Steve.
Yup she's makes me call him Steve and not Dad, for memory purposes. Infact my Mum left him and kicked him out because he started going out late and getting drunk. Of course she misses him! But she couldn't stand seeing him get drunk and start flirting with other women like he did.
He was a disgrace to our family.
He slept with another woman and because he was so drunk he just blurted it out in front on Mum and the next day he was incredibly hungover, with the addition of Mum kicking him out.
She was upset but believe me, I wasn't.
He was not the kind of person a kid my age should look up to. Unless society wants me to spend my life as an alcoholic.
So for these reasons we are moving to Japan, and Mum chose this country in particular because she knows my love for it. She had an easy choice on what country to move to, and so did I. Mum likes Japan also, so its great for both of us.
We are boarding the plane to leave tomorrow, so I wanted to make my last day in England the best day I've ever had. This will definitely not be the best day I will ever have in my life, but hey, I may aswell have one good memory of England.
So I called my friends and we all went to a theme park together. I have been saving up for months to be able to come here, but I guess its not too hard considering I earn £11 each week from my paper round.
Yeah don't judge I'm only 14 so it can't get any better than that.
I do it for the cash, and because of that I am now able to take me and my friends to the biggest theme park in our area. I don't have many friends so I don't need to worry about saving up too much money, but the tickets are so expensive, but hey, what did you expect?
So me and my friends set off. I went with Kyle and Oscar, my two best mates. We are going to go on all of the biggest rides, it'll be so much fun!!
We catch a bus from London to the theme park and we think it'll be fun to tell some scary stories on the way.
"So, has anyone heard about the possessed monkeys that were said to be a-" Kyle started to tell us a story but we cut him short.
"I have heard that story so many times," I moan, forcing a yawn.
"I got one," Oscar says.
I gesture for him to tell us. Knowing Oscar this stories going to be very good, he specialises in this kind of stuff.
"Okay so has anyone heard about the legend of the eyeless girl?"
Me and Kyle both look at each other and shake our heads.
"Well, around 3 years ago, not too long back, there was a girl our age who was severelly bullied at school.."
I was interested by this story so far, but knowing Oscar there'll be some creepy twist at the end.
"... She got so sick of being treated how she was, so she self harmed, and self harming lead to stabbing both of her eyes out..."
I was hooked with the story so far, and Kyle seemed to be too.
"... Suicide is a common thing, but there was something about this death that was different to all the others. It is said that someone saw her walking her normal route home, but she had no eyes. This person was cursed and ended up getting killed by the spirit of the dead girl. This person was stalked by the girl, until they finally met there death. Legend says that if you see the girl then you will get stalked and die."
No twist, just a simple legend.
"Is it real?" Kyle asks, nervously.
Oscar shrugs, "Probably."
I don't say anything, I just process what I was just told. It was a great story but I very much doubt it was real.
"Nah that's a load of bullshit, ghost aren't real," I blurt out, its the truth tho.
Oscar gives me a look of disapproval and then he raises his eyebrows in a sinister way.
"I suppose everyone has an opinion, but don't come crying to me when you get stalked by her!" Oscar teases me, atleast I hope he's teasing me.
Kyle gives a worried laugh, "Look there's the theme park.." He says quickly changing the subject.
"Yeah let's forget about this story and go and have a good time!" I add trying to bring a better atmosphere to our group.
We enter the theme park and are greeted by a huge ride that we instantly know we want to go on.
Except Kyle looks a bit worried.
