Part 1

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"Damn", Dominic said as he threw his raggy old bag on his messy bed. He lay down as his dog, Thara, jumped up and lay on his chest. She was a brown and tan pit-husky mix that didn't like people much, just like him. She was his only friend and pretty much hated everyone else. He smiled as he pet her head, and she looked at him with her beautiful blue puppy eyes. He sighed and turned on his tv, not to watch but for the noise, he didn't like silence. Looking at the clock he groaned, it was almost time for his parents to get home. They weren't abusive or had any thing wrong but they annoyed him like most others. He roughly pet Thara, and got up to go fix himself a sandwich, though he didn't feel like eating. He was sick of pretty much everything, school was hell, he couldn't be alone, and no matter what he did he didn't seem to be any good to anyone.

  He fixed the sandwich, looked at it, and fed it to Thara. He sighed again and pet her as she happily gulped down the food. He went back in his room and stared at the tv, there was never anything that he particularly liked, only a few humerous cartoons here and there. He felt himself fall asleep and let it take him. A loud crash woke him, and he looked down at Thara, who was trembling wildly and scared out of her mind. Pulling her close he held her tightly until she calmed. He lay back thinking of how and when to end it all when he felt something bite his neck, but when he slapped it a dark ooze stuck to his hand, and began spreading over his body. He started freaking out, but he suddenly found himself unable to move, or breathe.

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