Chapter 1
One day on a lovely Sunday, there was a breeze of fresh air. Blowing with leaves and smelling like mother nature, while everyone was enjoying the fun or the breeze and just having a blast outside.. there was one boy.. just one who never.. ever liked the outside. He was in his room, lying down.. thinking.. trying to figure out what he has done wrong. our Hero of the tale is no other then, Cole Rolfe himself. a creature of mankind, living his life but.. a sign of hatred rows in his brain. "Why am I alone?? why does nobody like me??", Cole thinks in his head, "I'm so stupid!." As he throws himself at the wall. "Whats going on!!", Said his mother, "leave me alone mom, you'll never understand me! no one will! now just piss off and leave me alone!". with a strong voice Cole yells. Silence grows in his mother, scaring her as she walks away from his room. Suddenly Cole slams his door and looks at himself at a mirror.
"I am a monster.." he crys, "whats... wrong with me....my-" he cuts his sentence out he looks at his hand, its cut. "The hell with myself!" he yells, "Who cares about me anyways.. oh that's right, NO ONE" Cole throws himself on his bed tears fly from his sheets. As the night roll's by, the sun dims as the cold breeze rolls in thoughts, worry's, chills, nightmares.. "I know what you desire Cole.. listen to me.." As Coles thoughts talk, "You can end it.. you can be in a beter place.. come on.. remember that girl last week that threw rocks at you?.. DO IT" as his thoughts stop echoing in his head Cole walks down stairs into the kitchen. He sees a knife, he walks towards it slowly.. and slowly.. he slowly sees a light.. Suddenly his phone vibrates. he looks at his phone with his heart rate pumping he looks at the text, "Hey.. is this Cole?" as Cole reads over and over.. he responds, "Yes.. who are you.. how do you know me?.. are you crazy or something? you know your talking to a monster right?.." next minute later his Phone vibrates again, "oh Good! Hey Cole!! I heard so much about you! :) and..? monster? your not a monster, who's been saying that?" Shocked and Stunted Cole is, he cant help but notice the knife is only meters away, he pulls up a chair.
"everybody has.. I get bullied everyday and nobody really cares about me, this is been happening sense I was 6 :/ why are you talking to me?.." next minute later.. "awww :( im sorry.. I wish I could make you feel beter :/ and im talking to you because I want to silly ^_^ I heard alot about you.. and.. I just wanted to see for myself :)" Cole Drops his Phone with a breath taking shock he never expected.. he faints.
*beep beep* his phone goes off, "what the? wher-.. where am I?" he looks around hes in his room, he ponders in his head, was it just a dream? did his mother pick him up and take him in his room? he panics, Cole looks at his phone. "Hey Silly its me again ^_^ wakey wakey!" Coles surprised.. it was all real, "hey.. sorry I feel asleep last night.. guess I was tired" he gets up while we waits and Cole walks around. "Mother! are you home?' he walks down the stairs he sees a note. He reads it out loud, "Hey sonny your moma wanted me to put you up and take you to your room.. saw a knife by your head thoughcha killed yourself. Don't scare the living poop sacks out me again you hear me? ok thanks! -Uncle Joe" *beep beep* his phone goes off, "its fine :) heyy... we should hangout soon :D" and responds to the text, "...ok... wate.. I didn't catch your name.. who are you?.." he shivers to wate for a reply, Suddenly, *Ding Dong* "the heck?" he wonders, who would be here in the morning? *beep beep* he checks his phone while he stands at the door, "Open the door... and you'll find out ^_^."
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The Boy with a Dark Head
Teen FictionA 14 year old Boy Cole Rolfe Born with hatred and dishonesty.. coward and Feared by hundreds of people, as he Bullied trying to let darkness consume him. will soon know when his end comes.. will he let fate take a hand? or let himself do the work..