Nostalgia

Chapter 1

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Dan's POV

Everyone's story starts somewhere, the best stories always start with a boring beginning, amazing or entertaining middle, and a satisfying end... At least that was my opinion. Unfortunately for me my story started off with a boring and miserable beginning and it's been the same ever since.

My name is Dan Howell, I live a boring and repetitive life, I wake up at 6, go to work, go home at 8, eat dinner, and fall asleep at around 2 am. I tend to think a lot and I've come to the conclusion that my existence isn't important, I work as a cashier, I live off of one meal a day, I have no friends, and my parents disowned me when I was 18 when I came out as gay, I had so many dreams and goals I wanted to accomplish in my lifetime. Like get married, have a successful life, and the biggest one of all... To travel the world. But like every story, mine was coming to an end... It just happened to be sooner then I expected. I had it all planned out, I was going to end it all tonight at 9:35pm, I was going to use my prescribed medication and hopefully someone would find me the next day when Ms. Frankie comes for my rent.

I woke up that morning to the sun blinding me with its way too happy rays of light. I groaned and looked over at the clock on my bedside table and nearly shit my pants, it was 7:35. I bolted up right in my dilapidated bed and threw on the stupid uniform I wore for my stupid job.

The day I plan to escape my misery, just happens to be the most miserable day. I thought as I ran down to the street and caught a cab to the shitty store I work at. The drive there was silent and unusually bumpy. After we arrived I paid the man and ran. As soon as I stepped inside a loud voice was heard over the intercom.

"HOWELL!"

I cursed and quickly walked to my boss's office.

"Yes sir?" I asked as I opened the door.

"Your late, again!" He screamed. "And you forgot to clean the hotdog counters last night."

"Yes sir I'm sorr-"

"YOUR FIRED! I WANT YOU OUT OF HERE IN TEN MINUTES!"

I sighed, and dipped my head, "I'll get my things sir."

I walked out of the office and went to the back to gather the few things I'd left here. I opened the door and saw Jerry the manager standing there with a smug look on his ugly face.

"Morning retard, have a nice sleep."

I ignored his comment and walked around him.

"Hey I'm talking to you!" He snapped as he pulled me to face him.

"Leave me alone, Jerry!"

"You fucker, you can't tell me what to do!" He spat as he shoved me into the cinderblock wall.

I groaned, and stood up, but as soon as I did Jerry grabbed the back of my neck and slammed my face against the wall, blood trickling down from my nose. I fell to the ground and he started kicking my side over and over again until I could barely breath.