A Living Hell? (Creepypasta Story)

death or life

Hello, I'm the author you can call me Kuro. I want to dedicate this book to 6 people, PixelmonGlitches, midnight_mc, and LauraNielsen902,GrinnyTheKillerCat , Casey9001, CassidySkiver, because of them, I was able to write this book. Also they gave me most of my ideas through are RPs, and them talking to me. I owe them this much. If you have any ideas for me to add in this book plz tell me. Peace out for now.
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Kuro's POV (^ Kuro's photo^)
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"Kuro come down here now you peace of shit!" Teresa, my mother, yelled from downstairs. She was always beating me up, yelling at me for my father leaving. It hurt so much, but I pretend it didn't faze me. She was a blonde, short haired woman with light blue eyes and a ugly smile. I ran down the stairs as a vase flew past my head hitting a wall. "Bitch, come down here and sit on the fucken couch." Teresa says, pulling out papers. I sit down and look at her with my changing eyes which were, currently, an ocean blue. Teresa punched me and pulled my long, jet black hair to get me to look at the papers. "See this? You have all A's but in social studies, you have a B! I swear if you don't get that grade up you know what will happen.." Teresa says with a evil dark tone. I shiver at her tone. 'I wish father was here, he always was nice and sometimes would act childish.' I loved him but mom pushed him away when I was 5, and since then I never saw him. I missed his smile. "Go to bed you peace of shit, no diner till your grades go up!" She yelled. I ran up stairs and cried myself to sleep.

I woke up looking at my alarm clock which said '1:30'. I felt a chill go down my spine and I looked at the window, which was now open. I thought I had closed it, but I was to lazy to get up. I fell back to sleep dreaming of a normal life with my father, but woke up to my alarm ringing. I got up and put on my Black Butler shirt and some ripped jeans. I grabbed my bag and my black jacket that read 'Creepypasta' in blood red letters. I ran out the door and skipped the bus. I'd rather walk since everyone hates me. I have no one but my friends Deo, Delia and Pixel. They were the only ones who helped me when I was bullied, but they could never help me when my mother would beat me, since I never told anyone. When I got to class, I sat down and started to draw Creepypastas and anime. I loved drawing, since it helped me express my feelings. The bell rang and I put my stuff away while the teacher told us that the art club is expecting new members, but I didn't listen, my mom would never let me since anything fun was forbidden.

~time skip till the end of school ~

I walked out of the class, hoping not to bump into Mary, Peter or James. They were always bulling me. They just made my life worse, and I hated it. I ran out the school door. "Hey loser!" James, the dirty blond haired boy yelled. I ran as fast as I could, hoping they wouldn't chase me. I got to my door and snuck in. Mom was probably asleep. I ran to my room and dropped off my bag then walked out the door and over to Pixel's.

~time skip to Pixel's house~

I knocked on the door, and the door opened as a long, brown haired girl with green eyes walked out. "Hey Pixel!" I said excited to see her. "Hey Kuro, how are you?" she replied. "Fine." I said looking down "Kuro..." Pixel was cut off from when my cell phone started ringing. I answered my cell. "Kuro, get your ass back home." My mom said. "Okay.." I replied. "I got to go, Pixel, I'll come over tomorrow." I said as I ran home.