Septiplier| something like this

Part 1 ~ new wishes

This year for you're 19 birthday, you're family have thrown you a surprise birthday party.
You walked into you're house from the front door, just after school, and was immediately surprised at the sight of all of you're friends and family jumping out at you, yelling and screaming "happy birthday!" Cake was brought out, and so were presents and gifts, hugs were given, and it was all going just incredibly amazing, But wait.

That didn't happen,
Instead, on you 16 birthday you sat at home in you're bedroom with you're door locked. Listening to you're parents screaming and yelling at the top of their lungs,
Something you'd listen to everyday,

You were sitting at you're desk writing in you're diary, you wrote About everything, what you hear, what you see, how you feel. And what once happened,

but putting the negatives aside, let's move on to what makes me happy,
Not many things in life make me happy, because at school, I have no friends. And at home, I'm just laughed and make fun of.

Am I some sort of joke?
To everyone?

It sure seems like it. But Why do I even bother writing about this, nobody cares!
I ended it there.
I frowned and placed my pencil down beside the piece of paper in my diary I was writing on

I teared the piece of paper out of the diary and crumpled it up into a ball, tossing it across the room, I then walked over to my desk and placed the diary and pencil down.

I sat on the edge of my bed, I looked down at my feet and legs, cuts bruises, and many carpet like burns, scattered throughout my legs

I got up, rested a hand on my forehead and sighed, I walked over towards my wardrobe and opened the front door,
I didn't have many clothes nor many of anything, but it's better to have something than nothing right?

I picked out some jeans to hide my legs, and a gray hoodie to go with it,

"Awesome, I wore this yesterday." I spoke angrily with a sigh
I shrugged it off and walked over to my door, as I stood there and pressed my ear against the door I could hear the horrific scene happening down stairs, I squinted my eyes together and gritting my teeth.

My eyes widened as a loud thump on the door was done which terrified me I moved away from the door as fast as I could

I was spooked backwards causing me to land on my bed, I quickly turned and ran over to my desk grabbing everything including my diary and hiding it in a little box, then hiding that box deep under my bed sheets,

The loud thumping at my door continued, I ran to my door unlocking it, I backed up scared,

My dad runs in screaming and pointing his fingers at me.
"YOU LOCK THIS DOOR?"  He said angry

"Y-yes.." I replied

He glared at me, "you don't ever lock this door. You hear me!" He said While pointing his finger in my face

Then he slapped me across the face and stormed our of the room, I think he was drunk. He's always drunk

My eyes teared up and he left, I slowly covered the bruise on my cheek and climbed into bed

I pulled the blanket up and covered myself
I was again for the 3rd time left alone. On my birthday, I have no friends. I haven't went to school in like 1 week, great. I wonder what punishment I'll have at school for not showing.. For the week being. Hey, it's not fault I'm terrified to leave my room.

But tomorrow I'm gonna do it

Gkp~ first chapter on my first septiplier book! Yay! I must say tho. I don't really ship septliplier because of reasons involving their friendship. I respect their friendship and I don't want it being ruined over some stupid shit like being shipped together. But anyway. I just really want to make a book for some odd reason. I know this doesn't make any sense