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M/n L/n was a mysterious boy, Having all sorts of interests in.. 'Ridiculous' stuff, his parents would say.
But to him? No, no.. to him it was about the.. creepyness. Like.. forests, gore, whatever you call it.
But.. as the days passed, a cer...
M/n wakes up by the annoying alarm clock sound, he slammed his hand down as it cracked. Knowing his parents probably wouldn't care, he just stood up, walking to the bathroom and removing the bandage around his eyes.
"Mom was right.. I do look.. horrifying." He thought to himself, glancing at the noticeable scar around his eyes, making him partially blind for life.
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As a few small tears dripped down his eye to chin, he glazed his hands along the scar, remembering the incident.
*FLASHBACK*
"YOU STUPID BOY! ARE YOU TOO DUMB TO NOT SEE WHERE YOU WALK?!!" An angry mother scolds her 5 yr old son. As he tried to back off, his mother grabbed him by the collar and scratched him from forehead to cheek, crying out loud. The boy stood up in fear as he ran back to his room, regretting accidentally breaking his mothers favorite coffee cup.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
He stopped crying and just went back to his room, opening the cabinet and grabbing a towel and some clothes. Which of course included his favorite H/c Hoodie. Going back to the bathroom, he put the clothes on a shelf that had enough space for the items to fit on.
He stripped off his clothes and went in the shower, turning the heater on.
Having a nice warm shower was nice, you know? Especially to take things off of your mind. Like.. trauma? Anything? Yeah. It was perfect for M/n, though he didn't like getting out of the shower because of the cold temperature surrounding the whole house.
He put on his clothes, some jeans, his h/c hoodie with a black t-shirt underneath, and some atleast clean old shoes.
He admired himself in the mirror, not smiling but he surely was proud of his looks from the inside, he hates to admit it but his genes were from his father. His father definitely looked good but his personality wasn't, It was just terrible.
Enough of that ranting to himself though, he stopped looking at himself and went out of the bathroom, but as usual. His family went out for another trip, without him. Though he didn't care because they booked the cheapest ticket and the plane would probably crash anyway, atleast he hoped so.
He grabbed some pancake mix from the pantry as he placed it on the counter, bringing out a pan and spatula. Of course he had to wear something for cooking, wouldn't wanna get himself all dirty from the baking anyway.
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He started to bake/cook the pancake, doing all of the steps right as this was his daily breakfast when his family would be gone.
*TIMESKIP*
The pancakes were done and he topped it off with some whip cream, bananas, and blueberries/fav fruits.
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As he stared down at it, he sat down and started fully devouring it, soon all going to his starving stomach.
Thankfully it was enough to satisfy his stomach, though he probably now needed a refreshing drink to melt it all away, and that drink was water.
He gulped down on the cup of water, drinking every drop, till nothing was left.
He heard the telephone ring as he ran to it and picked it up, answering the phone as a grump but sad voice spoke up.
"I'm sorry but your family are no longer.. Alive."
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