Casper POV.
It was like any other day.Get up.Go down stairs, to see a note on the frigid saying that my uncle will be out of town on a business trip for a week.Like always.
Some may be wondering why I live with my uncle. Well it's a long story so in short my father was a drunken ass and went to jail for doing some stuff. I don't feel like telling you so. That's all ing going to say.
Heding up to my room. I take a nice long shower. Washing with me vanilla and strawberry shampoo and conditioner. Then my bony thin body with some more vanilla body wash. If you can't tell I like vanilla.
Once done, I go into my dark room and get some cloths to wear to school. I dicided on black skinny jeans and a white tank top. Then a black sweater.
Grabing my home work and putting it into my skull back pack. I get my head phones, iPod, then my phone.
Getting my keys. I walk out of my two story house. Then start walking to school.
Taking out my headphones and iPod I start playing knives and pens on repeat.
Once at school, I go to my lock. Just about to get it open when someone or should I say the king of the ass holes slams my faces into the lock. (Ps. It hurt like hell) I tear around and standing in front of me is.
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Sorry to leave you of at a cliff hanger. But this is my first story so please no mean or hurtful comments. Thanks.
