Jack's POV. (Age:7) ( form: Ghost) (cause of death: Suicide)
Finally... I did it. I'm gone. Criticism killed me. Not the blade. All because I was Homosexual. Yeah I like guys. So? Yeah well that's what I thought. Till I was abused and discriminated because I liked guys more. People make me sick. ESPECIALLY when they judge. God it makes me wanna throw up. I was snapped out of my thoughts as my 'family' packed their stuff and drove away. As if I never existed. Which I prefer. Who cares though? Imma just take a nap.
TIME SKIP 5 YEARS LATER Jack: 12. Mark: 13.
I awoke to a loud as balls truck pulling into MY drive way. A young Asian woman stepped out of the car. She had brown hair long enough to go to her shoulders. Brown calming eyes , and a blouse as well as high water cackys. She looked almost nice. Like an actual citizen. Next a young boy. Possibly my age stepped out of the back seat. He was wearing a red jumper with some black skinny jeans that might I add fit him pretty nicely. He was listening to music. Slightly humming to the tune which I soon realized was Three Minutes Of Ecstasy by Ninja Sex Party. Wow. Nice taste in music kid. Although be was probably older than me. "MARK!" "Yeah Momiplier?" "Would you come in here... and please bring your stuff!" "Okay Momiplier!" They seem nice. I'm not leaving though. I'm probably gonna end up haunting them. Anyway... Oh! Oh Shit! I have to move! I quickly move to MY bed. Not even making an imprint on the untouched bed. I forgot how shitty this bed was. I sat there and watched as 'Mark' opened the window. He sat there on the window seal. Staring at the sky as he was now listening to Don't Tell em' by Jeremiah. It was a pretty good song. I was singing along as he hooked it up to his beats pill. I followed him to the corner of the room till' he got to the dresser. He pulled out a few of his stuff out of a box and started to put his clothes in the drawer. His mom suddenly called for him. "MARK!" "Yeah Mom?!" "I need you to change your clothes!" "Why?!" "Because we're leaving to go to dinner!" "Fine!" He looked down at himself and muttered "ugly" I know how you feel bud. Suddenly the song Bang Bang by Nicki Minaj , Ariana Grande , and Jessie J. He immediately looked at his phone and changed it. The song Cheerleader came on. He muttered " I don't roll that way..." He continued to switch through songs till he came to Maps by Maroon 5. He looked through the box and found a long sleeve black shirt, and black skinny jeans. He started taking off his shirt. I quickly covered my eyes in fear for my innocence. I look back up in desperation. I found him sitting on the bed next to me taking off his shoes. I quickly moved to the other side of the room. I turned around and faced to corner. Nonononononononono! Stop it teenage hormones! I could feel the heat rise to my face as I could feel him breathing down my neck. He was right behind me. I looked down and saw he was putting on his shoes. He suddenly turned off the music and left the room locking with a key on the way out.
Mark's POV.
As we were walking to the restaurant I started to get really hungry. We walked into the restaurant. A strong berly (is that even a word?^w^)
man stood there. Me and my mom walked up to the Man. He said his name was John. He took our orders. I sat down at a booth and I put in my ear buds. I started to listen to Shower by Becky G. I don't know who it's about though at least for me. I am definitely gmay as fuck. No one can deny it. Not even me...
