"lmao whatever"
-unknown
I walked into the school, carrying my books and binders into my locker.
I was so nervous! I took a deep breath and reminded me of everything incase I was asked.
My name is Emma Bertha. I am 14 years old and attending Kranki Middle. My student number is 420.
I turned around and saw the gym.
This is much bigger than my old school.
I snatched a basketball from a 6th grader and started banging it on the ground.
"Baller!" I yelled, as I threw the ball backwards and missed.
I stumbled and whipped to catch myself, until I noticed I whipped somebody in the face.
"Sorry!" I said to the boy, running away.
"butmrdaddyiamvirginitokayiteachyouhowtobeadirtyboy"
I chanted this in my head as if completing a ritual. A kranki ritual. It was always cited during the pledge of allegiance and it became a symbol of luck, because Mr. Daddy did end up taking Mr. Chia's virginity. I ran to homeroom and made sure my schedule was correct. I yelled "Daddy!" to every hot guy on the way there.
You never know if you're gonna succeed one of these times and be fisted in the anushole or in the titty crevice.
Mr. Daddy was the homeroom teacher. I took a look around my homeroom. A tall girl dabbing and a blonde girl looking through her schedule stood out to me.
The tall girl looked like a piece of trash. She kept asking Mr. Daddy annoying questions until he yelled at her to go to Mr. Chia's room.
I smelled suntan lotion, chalk, and spray tan. I turned around to see Mr. Chia escort the tall girl out of the room.
"daddy" I heard yelled by the blonde girl. You could just tell she was a dank memer. I knew I was destined to be her friend.
"Ok you ugly ass hoes. You're dissmissed to your satellite you little putas. If you don't know what that means, go across the hall."
I ran so that I was infront of the blonde girl.
"H-H-Hi." I whispered as she whipped out her phone and started typing what seems like a fanfiction.
She kept walking and didn't bother looking up. "hi" she said.
"Do you ship kranki?" I whispered, after realizing shes writing a kranki fanfiction. I looked away for one second and then she vanished into the darkness.
Depression
Anxiety
Sadness
Grunge
These are the several diseases I have. I cut myself on my lips everyday and people just think I have dry ass cactus lips. When really, people don't understand me. I am depressed and grunge. I listen to Anime music and dab and whip to it. Wouldn't you think someone like that is depressed?
I ran into the bathroom and got out my razor. I slit my bottom lip and bit it several times, trying to look sexy in the mirror.
"Hey you little Chia Pet." I said, walking towards the mirror and putting my hands on my hips, imagining my dream boy. I grabbed a few Cheerios from my pocket to snack on until I realized that I spilled all of my fucking Cheerios.
I attempted to pick them up but slipped and fell onto the Cheerios.
A man helped me up by holding my hand. I pulled myself up with his guidance and fell again. I continued to slip onto the Cheerios until looking up at my savior.
He had bright blue eyes and ashy blonde hair. The lights reflected off his aluminum foil teeth. "Hey, isn't this the women's bathroom?" I asked, checking the label until looking back and realizing he was gone.
Gone like my soul.
hi if u want a dank meme pls follow n like the story and read it bcuz i need airana grandad to notice me. shautout to keyla hotch and emmia albirtto incase i get famous.
