Why should I be famous?

Hey guys! This will be a sad story. This will have pain, and....death....but hey. I'll fix it all later.

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Intro

~Ty's POV~

I walk toward the place they call 'school'....I call it 'the torture hole' Well today is a Monday...crappiest day of them all.

My friends don't know who I really am. They never seen my house, my parents, my brother, my blades... They all think I'm this cheerful person but deep down inside..I'm planing my death. Why me? Well I'll answer that for you.

My dad knows....he knows I'm gay. Does it matter? YES!!! He beats me and tells me how horrible I am. I've believed it all. Yes, I'm a freak, I'm stupid, ugly, emo, and gay. I cut...why, because it takes all the pain away...to be replaced with more later. It's nice to see the blood running down my arm. It's beautiful.

Well, another reason is that the one I love doesn't love me back. He doesn't know how I would die for him. His name has been scarred into my arm many times. He's my everything as I'm just a friend. He hasn't been hanging out with me lately...like he doesn't even care about me....Oh wait he doesn't. He been with Jason. It's like Jason is his everything!! I hate it!!! I just don't understand, me and Adam knew each other forever. Now it's like we're worst enemies.....

I walk into school, I sit down in my home room class. All the way in the back like normal. Adam and his new friends come walking in the class room. All of them sitting by each other. Jerome looks at me for a minute but looks back down. 'Hey if I was you, I'd look away too'. Adam sits down next to Jason as they pass back a piece of paper. Probably filled with their lovely conversation. They are nice together but why did it have to be me that was forgotten? Oh wait...only...3...more... days...