Don't Go, Po

Chapter One

Here I lay. Here I lay fearing that my life will soon end, and that everything that I've been through isn't worth anything. Everything good that has happened to me seems to have washed away into the deep purple in my mind.
I have no fucking clue what to do. Why even try to fight the feelings anymore?
I am tied up, helpless, and blinded by the darkness of the shit-filled sewer I am in. I see a faint, yet large shadow appears. I can't make it out, but the strange specimen looks as if it is.. A sun. A sun? That makes no sense whatsoever. Forget it. I'm doomed sun or moon. The shadow peers over me. "We must do it now" I hear it whisper to someone farther off. I hear the clicking of a gun, it sounds small. But the weird thing is, is that I make out a weird children's-toy-like honk. I don't know if I'm hallucinating or if this shit is really weird.
Oh fuck. I feel the chill of the pistol sit on my left temple. "I'm sorry I have to do this" the shadow explains. "Woahoahoah man dont shoot me!" I belch out. I burp on accident. Hashtag bad timing.. I pray to gosh that my life is not yet to diminish.

Crazy, right? I'm going to take you back about 6 months, where it all started.

Belela Throne. Oh ya, that's my name. I attend Shith E. Ad Highschool. To be honest, everyone in the school worships me. Hashtag LOL... Im pretty much the hottest and most popular girl in the school. I had the greatest two best friends, Fifi and Gidget. They are both transvestites and are contestants in every drag show that comes to Shith E. Ad County, but my heart swells to the size of a booty hole on Christmas Eve.
Family... Don't get me started you son of a nutcracker. My mom, Jessabelle the 69th Throne, is such a loving and brave figure! HAHA BISH JK! Jessabelle is a crack head that cooks cotton candy flavored meth in my baby brother's crib when he ain't looking. SMH! My father, Fattiö Funkë Throne, is also a wonderful human on this crazy place we call Earth. LMAO. Not even close bitches! Fattiö is a specimen of Stan from Dog with a Blog's post-neutered ball sack. He is such a pussy don't even get me started. He is a never nude, and always wears a pair of jean cut offs under everything. Please, someone just adopt me already! I will suck dick for enchiladas!

I hear the sound of my alarm go off. It's playing my favorite song, the Dog with a Blog theme song. I awake to the crisp smell of my mother's home cooked bacon-flavored meth. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, am I right? I jiffy to the loo, and let out a shit that looked a lot like Oprah. Excuse em moi! I slip on my favorite pair of camouflage cargo capris and my open toed crocs. It's summer, I got to let my piggies breathe. I walk out to get breakfast and my mother bends down and points at my crocs. "WHAT ARE THOOOOSSEE???" she screams. Gosh, someone please adopt me! I hop on the bus and head to Shit Head.... but I had no clue what I had in store...

I reach my locker (it's a full haha bitches!) and I see my hot piece of ass, Terio. He winks at me and grabs my left titty, even though it was covered in BBQ sauce lmao. Gidget comes up to me and slaps me on the tush with her tentacles. his fingertips were moist.
After leaving all my bitch ass pussy classes like Chemistry, Math, Language, and World History, I finally get to my favorite. SEX ED! My teacher says that I do so well in it that I can take an honors class and get a scholarship from it! #blessed. It's the only class I'm passing lmao. Anyways, me n ma peeps are jus chillen and the teacher tells us to pull out our prego sticks from last nights assignment;). Mine has a pink + but idk what that means lol... Oh shit I'm hav a infant!!!! Ugh... Terio did it again #ookillem! I hope did baby like BBQ flavored titty milk.
     Class ends and I head 4 lunch and sit by no one. I like the private. I eat my macaroons and stare at the rayn outside. a big ass lightning bolt came and for one second I thought I saw a strange tubby appear as it thundered. gess it must b ma crazy brain pullin bullshinanigans agen #lolHowUreadAgain..?