Chapter 7

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~Shannon's POV~

" Let's hang the jury! You sick judgemental fools! I'll bury you six feet deep, so tired of your rules!" Blasted from my phone as I woke up to a notification on Instagram. "Sleeping with Sirens posted a new photo." I opened the picture to see a picture of the band. I liked it right away and looked at the time. 9:43 am. I slept enough, I guess. I dragged myself out of bed and went to walk across the room when I tripped on my rug and almost fell on my face. I stopped to catch my breath because that scared the shit out of me. I carefully walked out of my room into the kitchen to get a drink. Bailey was sitting at the kitchen table eating an apple with her headphones in, which meant no social interaction. I walked back upstairs and checked Instagram, terrified of the hate comments about me. Amazingly, there were none today. Yet. I get hate every day from random people, which hurts. I don't understand one thing: if you don't know me, why are you judging me?

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This chapter is dedicated to my friends @KyleIsBae182 and mypixelatedconcert because I can.
~Agent Revenge

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