Whole New League [on hold]

My life

This is my first work. Please honestly tell me how I did.

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Have you ever felt that you never belonged? That is how I have felt every single day. I tried killing myself a few times. But I couldn't do it. I still don't know if it is bcause I am too weak to do it, or I am strong enough not to. My main character thinks the same way.

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Chapter 1

I hated my life. I lived in a crime plagued rat pool. I couldn't walk down the street without a switchblade in my pocket. My school wasn't much better. The only difference, outside of school, I was allowed to level the playing feild.

I was walking down the hall. Some idiot ran past me and shoved me into one of the lockers. Under their breath I could hear them say one word. "Gay."

I sighed. What day was it? Friday? What time was it? 3:00 pm? Looks like it soon going to be time for me to try it again. How many times will this one make? Four? Wow. I have tried four times and failed four times. My life for the last four weeks had become like clockwork. Every Friday at 3 pm, some idiot would shove me into a locker and called me gay. I am not gay. They just call me gay cause they are bastards and they pick on the weak. So, every 3:30 on Friday I would try to kill myself. As you can see, I failed.

I started to get up... when something new happened. I saw a hand infront of my face. I looked up. It was a girl. She was standing in the exact position where one of the circular lights looked like a halo. She had the most dazzling eyes. They seemed to always be changing. At first, they were red around the pupil. Then there was gold around that. Then blue around that, then white, next black, then red again. The colors moved out, repeating again at the begining. She was my saving grace.

"Some guys at this school." She said. She smiled. "So, what's your name?"

"I... I'm Maledict." I stumbuled. I didn't want to tell her my real name. Not yet. I was taking Latin, so I went with how my life is in Latin. Cursed.

She blinked. "Maledict?"

"Y...yeah."

"Can I call you something else?" She asked tentitively. "How about Aaron?" HOW DID SHE KNOW? "You just look like an Aaron."

"Sure." I took her hand and she helped me up.

"Hi." She said cheerfully. "My name is Nyasia."

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