The suicide notebook

The Beginning of The End

This is the story of my life and how it ended. My name's Ethan and I'm sixteen years old and a sophmore at new springs high school. My parents just moved here and already I've been insulted. I have long shaggy black hair and I'm six foot tall, i have tan skin, chocolate brown eyes and broad shoulders. My parents names are Tom and Sandra Smith. Today I start the first day of hell, sorry, 'School' or 'Education' but I still call it hell. After I finish getting dressed in slim cut pair of jeans, a 90's rock shirt and my black converse I start walking downstairs to see my parents at the table eating breakfast and talking about what they should do with me. I doubt they know im here considering my dad suggests to put me into the local mental ward, (thanks dad) so i continue walking downstairs and walk straight past the table. The minute mom sees me she falls silent and smiles at me offering me some breakfast. Of course I ignore her and walk out on my way to hell. I walk to the garage and get into my car, a midnight black Dodge with a silver stripe going down the middle of the car along the top, and drive to hell. When I walk into the front door the first thing I see is the most beautiful girl ive ever seen wearing a black shirt and brown hair with blond highlights, she's wearing white pants and black shoes and she has a spray of freckles on her face and hazel eyes, she's arguing with a teacher. She looks over and studies me briefly before going back to arguing. When she goes back to arguing I take this as the time to stop staring and walk into the front office. I walk in and see a small lady with a tiny bone structure and a pointed nose with sharp eyes behind pointed glasses, her name tag reads "Mrs. Stephens". "You must be Ethan" she says in a nasal voice "yea that's me" I reply already wishing I would have acted sick so I could stay home "I have your schedule right here and it looks like your first period is biology" of course...of all the stupid boring classes out there my first period of the day early in the morning is biology. Can this day get any worse? "Also it looks like you have two periods of geometry" and I jinxed it....I hate all kinds of math no matter what it is its so complicated no matter how much I try "I'm sorry you must be mistaken, shouldn't it say one period?" I ask "no it says it right here, two periods of geometry" she says in her annoying nasal voice while handing me the schedule. Taking a look at the schedule I realize that she's right. With a defeated sigh I turn around and walk out the door into the school halls passing by the mystery girl in the process. Walking through the halls looking for my locker a guy walks up to me. He has the typical cocky grin and expensive clothes, blue polo and jeans, his nose is straight his teeth white and his hair blond he has pale blue eyes to go with his pale skin. Your typical try too hard cocky bastard who thinks he owns the damn school "New kid? By the looks of it I'm guessing you come from a poor family and you moved from a poor town in the middle of no where to get away from your poor life with a sad income right?" He says grin still on his face "the fuck did you just say to me ass hole?" I say getting angry, no body and I mean NO BODY talks about my family no matter how much I fucking hate them. "Oh I'm sorry, did poor boy get offended? Well too bad" he says snickering. Who the hell does this punk think he is? I should put him in his place but I know if I get in trouble on the first day of school by beating this dirt bag I'll buy myself a one way ticket to the ward. "Whatever prick" I mutter and push past him. Finally I find my locker and open it filling its insides with drawings already. First bell rings and I start looking for my first period class, biology...I'm already feeling Bored just thinking about it...I notice big block letters on the outside of one of the doors that say "BIOLOGY" call it a hunch? I walk in and sit in the back corner, like always, trying to keep the attention off of me. I stay quiet and stare out the window While the teacher -a short round bald guy who's name is Mr. Fredricks- rambles on and on and on about how biology is wonderful and great...ya and that purple shirt goes great with those banana shoes. Eventually he calls me up to 'tell the class about myself' which is another way of saying 'tell us your sob story so we can pity you'. I'm not playing his fucking game. I walk up to the front and face the class "my name is Ethan smith and that's all you need to know alright? Good." I walk back to my desk and sit down. The rest of the class goes boring finally the bell rings. That was first period, and it was only the beggining.

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This is my second book (even if I'm not done with the first one...kinda have writers block for it) I hope you guys like it and the cover was created by @WiseWaterQueen and it looks great doesn't it? Well anyways Ethan's journey is only beggining and I hope you guys enjoy it.