Chapter Seven

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His arms wrapped tightly around my small body,slowly I was trying to muster up strength so I can get away,quickly as he was adjusting his position I ran off into the hallways and slammed into no one other than Danny Worsnop,my eyes quickly watered at the beating I was about to get,quickly his dry chipping hands grabbed me by the collar and slammed me into the wall as air was knocked out from my lungs,slowly his hands wrapped around my neck and I began seeing black dots and I sunk in and out of reality,quickly I chugged up blood and fainted,and slowly I fell out of reality and to my dreams my sweet escape.
Quickly my body shot up from my bed,i glanced around the room,seeing a small white note folded on my dresser.

"Denis,hey it's Ben saw you beaten up in the hallways,also get better took your blades and sleeping pills!Stay safe buddy!"

My eyes rescanned the note as I realized my sanity,was taken away and now I was left with nothing to escape with,my eyes clouded over with bricks,my walls were higher as I looked up at the ceiling.Is he even holding onto my words?Is he even listening to me,he does know we smile and grind our teeth a way,slowly I smiled as I grabbed my notebook and scribbled down a random passage,

"Death.
Sweet and shallow.
Slowly air is kicked out of our lungs.
Our eyes roll back into the skull.
The skin scarred and bleeding.
Finally the heart.
Broken.
Ripped.
Crushed.
And oh how I wish for a taste.
Soon my wishes will become reality"

I glanced at the clock and shook my head laying down on my bed think of a certain British lad to can't keep others lives.

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