"Freak!"
"Emo!"
"Looser !"
"Ugly!"
" weak!"
"Cry baby!"
" Just die already!"
" Oh no, she's here"
" leave her to rot"
" loner"
" You're just like this so people will pay attention to you!"
" failure"
" oops didn't mean to see you"Just another day in hell. The same old nicknames and insults were spoken towards you as you walked the school halls. Even the "nerds" and "geeks" laughed at you and this was all because of who you are and nothing more. You hid your face from others, ate alone at lunch, during school programs and class projects you worked alone and read you books instead of being social with others. Its hard to believe you've made it this far without having a partner in a project. Nobody gave any time to get to know you. It was like this since day one.
Your mother dearly loves you but you sometimes tilt your head in disbelief of her love since shes always so busy with work.
You were born with a fragile body and you were bruised easily. You often asked yourself "Why me? Does fate just hate me and want to punish me for my birth?" You were a depressed girl in middle school and in high school you started to cut yourself. When your mother found out the asked why but you simply answered
"The physical pain is better then the mental pain" You said with no tears at all.
Your mom put you in mental therapy seven months ago. But it didn't help you at all. You often forced a smile and walked on but that wasn't enough to make it better for you. Walking down the hall girls tripped you and boys took your books. But you never knew what love felt like you had no "crush" or "lover" to speak of so when you saw couples in the hall kissing and hugging you broke a little inside. However it's not like anyone cared if you had feelings not even the teachers helped your "bullying problem" furiously your mom had talked to them over and over but every time they asked "Why is my daughter coming home bruised and hurt!?" The teachers would just say
"we are so sorry, we will speak to the people or person that caused this right away"
But they never did . . .
You walk home tears trailing down your face with additional cuts and bruises to go with it. When you got home your mither, at the time was out shopping so you had the house to yourself for the afternoon. You made new cuts on your thumbs and fingers. But not deep enough to cause scars to form. You were scrolling on the Internet to find something amusing but nothing caught your eye. Until you saw the "creepypasta" category on interests of the internet. You felt like the creepypastas were your friends even thought you knew they would just kill you on sight. You enjoyed reading and listening to audio read books of "Ticci Toby's story" He had a similar problem to your own.
Oh how you wished they would take you under their wing and help you get over you depression, fight off bullies that attempted to hurt you and treat you like family! Your mom on the other hand thought that this was the cause of your depression and you cutting yourself so you were banned from reading creepypastas at the house. But at school you went online and read them anyway. They couldn't control your entire life! Besides this made you feel happy. Until a virus snuck into the computer you used and later broke the device.
Alone again you thought, but you were most definitely not alone. For some weird reason you felt like you were being watched from a distance. Your first thought was it being the bullies so you ignored it. But then things got super weird seeing that about a few kids started coming to your school, you kept you distance from them but that didn't stop them.
Author's Note-
I own none of the creepypastas mentioned in this story
YOU ARE READING
I'm Falling For You (Ticci Toby X Reader)
Fanfiction"AHHHHH!" You screamed as you fell "THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA!" You see light as you keep falling and soon find yourself being launched in the air. You thankfully grab onto a branch still holding onto the bag of items. You look down and gulp. "What...