Wendo's POV.😖😭
It was pitch black everywhere. After finding everything, it just went pitch black.
I was about to call him out,but then things started spinning...
I did not understand whatever that was going on in the slightest. Suddenly my surrounding changed and I was at my previous school.
No! No! No! Anywhere but here.
I hate this place with a passion. It's memories constantly haunted me two years down the line. Then it came to that fateful night. The one I would never forget. I saw a younger, vulnerable, Brocken me standing on a chair...about to take my own life.
That high I was tired of all the bullyng,emotional and physical. Some call it a mental breakdown. My brother was having some trouble where he was,mother was still depressed from how 'dad' had left her for a harlot half his age.....and I went home each night with new cus and bruises,and my esteem even lower than it was( pretty low if u ask me). I could not find anymore lies as of how I showed up home from my mom any longer. I tied the rope, wrangled it from my neck and jus before I could release myself from the chair, he necklace mom gave to me glowed dimly. I never understood he necklace anyway so I took the fall. I kicked the chair away and started choking up immediately. This was it for me. The end of the road. Love you mom and bro for being there...bye.
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Sort guys this one is too short but the next chapter will be looooonger, scout's honor
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The Dual Personality°
AdventureWendo wanted a change. Something or Someone who would make the ride more....interesting..... P.S. This Story isn't the typical bad boy/good girl Story.
