Im running down the hall full speed, "I have to get away from him". I think to myself.
"Your not getting off this easy!" Yells Tyler.
At this point EVERYONE and I do mean EVERYONE is stareing at us. Great. My first day of 6th grade and I am already being treated like a suffed monkey.
I turn the corner and run into the bathroom and lock the stall door. He can not get me now. Im in the girls bathroom.
"Haha! Found ya!"
He jams open the door and starts slapping the crap out of me. I feel blood running down my nose.
"Stop please!" I yell. "I will do anything!!!"
"Hahaha!" And he jus keeps going.
Next thing I know I am in the nurses office.
"You got hit pretty bad." Says the nurse. "Do you feel okay?"
"Yeah Im fine. I better go home."
"Okay, see ya!'
"bye..." i reply.
I got to stay home for two days! I don't remember much but I guess it must have been pretty bad. When i went back the bullying never stopped. It just is getting worse and worse and worse. I dont know what to do. But its not as bad as it was the first time. they would say stuff like
" Shut up you little pease a.."
"Eh em?" The teachers would say.
And that night, it happened. The worst choice of my life.
That night I let go of every thing, I fell into a darkening bliss. The strings were cut after I took the pills, my life was history. Never to be thought of again.
And now, I am in this horrible place, even worse than the world. Fire everywhere and everything is red. There are these tall gate keeping us from leaving. These 3 headed dogs guard us from leaving. And the worst part? You can not die. No matter what.
Some one, some thing walks in.
"Where am I?" I ask.
"Where do you think?" The thing asks.
"Ummmm...?"
"Yeah. Thats right. Your down under, the place no one wants to go..."
"Ok, but what are you and how can I excape?'" I ask.
"Thats the thing, you cant."
CHAPTER 2
I cant believe this. I am here right now. My parents must be miserable. Why did I kill myself? I have to escape somehow...
"So, how did you get here?" Asked the thing.
"I uh... took some pills." I said looking down.
"Oh,the old suecide thing." He said smiling.
"Yeah, so how did you?" I ask.
"Well, in about 1634 in England. I was stealing food because I was about to die of starveastion. So, then i got caught. The queen was angry so she put me on the table and cut off my head. Next thing I knew, I was here."
"Oh, Im sorry." I say.
"Its fine, I have been here fir like 2000 years and I love when new people come!" He says.
*DING DING*
A bell went off.
"Whats that?"
"Well, thats the whipping bell. We line up and they whip us one by one..."
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