Well that was a waste of my 6 hours, now I got to spend time working on my own homework! Damn it! I can barely keep my eyes open!
Never mind, the test is 3 days away, I'll just go to sleep.
I say goodnight to Liz and Patti and take a shower. I hate taking showers. Not because I'm unhygienic, it's because all my self harm scars sting under the hot water. And mainly because I hate my reflection....that thing in the mirror....its horrible....and sadly it's me. You can see all my bones and ribs, I know what your thinking: 'Really?! A guy with bulimia? DEATH THE KID WITH BULIMIA?!'
It's sad but true. Thank goodness no one knows. I sigh...then I step in the shower. Turning on the hot water I lean my my head against the wall, my arms, legs, thighs, back and neck all sting. Why am I doing this to myself? I ask think aloud.
I guess I've always been worried about my weight. I use to get teased for it. But then when they found out I was the grim reapers son, they stopped. If only I knew what cutting was back then.
On that depressing note, little did I know that the test was tomorrow and the test I was thinking of my English one.
Perfect.
After the shower I just spent the rest of my night watching Tobuscus' daily vlogs and eating a jar of Nutella forgetting about that depressing story I just told you. But hey! It's a free country right? Nutella and youtube is kind of my escape from things. Like, my weight, my asymmetrical bangs, asymmetrical 3 white stripes, my small peni-
I MEAN my huge crush on Maka and me knowing I will never have her...you know....stuff like that...
I should shut up and go to bed now.
*THE NEXT DAY*
MAKA POV
"WAKE UP SOUL! WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE! ITS 6:50!!!"
I can hear Soul waking up hesitantly then rushing to the kitchen, he eats breakfast quickly and takes a shower in under five minutes and gets changed. "Ok *puff* *puff* let's go!"
I, being the person I am got ready ages ago, "But it's only 6:10am!" I smirked, "Wut."
"You heard me Soul! If only you could do that every morning...." I sigh, "But anyway LETS GO!"
So we hopped on the motorcycle and left for school.
YOU ARE READING
Possesed
Horror"They all surround me....they all want to kill me...help me....please..." Death the kid, we all know him, likes symmetry, dislikes his hair. But demons...*ahem* sorry I meant Kishin's are after him, what happens when he gets Possessed? Read and find...
