I shrunk away in the shadows, the bully and his little posse smirking as they walked up to me. One of them kicked me in the ribs, laughing at my pain. All of them started kicked and punching me, pain flowing through my body.
After a while of my torture, they left me laying on the bathroom floor, coughing up blood. I slowly pushed myself up, extremely lightheaded, my vision getting blurry. I slowly closed my eyes, my body crashing to the ground with a thud before everything went black.
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Crying For Help
FanfictionThis is a story of what would've happened if the vine famous Thomas Sanders, Brandon Calvillo, and Bo Burnham never got famous. If they were never known. If they had a harder life. The stories for these three are anything from good, but when they fi...
