I have a had a bad past. I was child molested by my little brother, Jo Jo . I cut my fingers to release my fear. I was friends with this two girls, Nat Nat and Bridgey Bridgey. Then, I said to stop making fun of my gold nike sweatshirt and they raged.
I was at school, getting ready to go up the stairs.
"HEY!" I heard from the distance. The Nat Nat was coming. I ran up the stairs, my heart pounding so hard it ripped through my chest. I found myself at the nurse. A small band-aid was placed on my wound.
Lunch rolled around. I was sitting alone, as usual. I was staring at my scarred fingers and thinking about my brother. I was scared. I heard "HEY" from the distance and my heart fell out onto the table. Darn it. Nat Nat and Bridgey Bridgey came over. They sat down. We talked about Crack Kids. Bridgey Bridgey made her classic "Puh Puh Puh XD" noise. I talked in m y famous Crack head voice. Bad Move. Nat Nat snapped, and i heard her jaw break from the loudest "HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" I've ever heard. She pounced on me like a wildebeest. My head hit the ground and all I saw was Bradey Gibson having a trashcan thrown on him.
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FanfictionEverytime you see the word hey, read it in Mr. Oppenhimer's voice Sorry, HEY just triggers my anxiety I'm such a freak ahhh
