(FUCKING TRIGGER WARNING)
in a small town named Derry, there lived a young boy named Edward Kaspbrak. he was short, even after hitting puberty. after hitting the tough age of 15 he stop straightening his hair. he usually wore overalls, jeans or a generic t shirt and shorts. on the outside he looked like a completely normal boy. though ed's wasn't normal. he had many issues at home.
eddie was sitting on his bed, tossing through books and magazines. he hadn't seen him mother in weeks. she said she was leaving to go to work and never came back. when he was four his father committed suicide. so he was alone to fend for himself. he jumped when he heard the door swing open. he picked himself up, frowning.
he stumbled down the stairs to see him mom with two empty bottles of liquor in her hands. "did you drink that all this morning?" she didn't speak. she could barely walk and eddie could smell the alcohol from ten feet away.
she sluggishly walked over to him. "f-fag.. you're the exact thing i didnt want in my son. some fag thing infecting my baby boy" she said falling into the chair. "i'm so-" he felt a hand across his face, making shocks of pain shoot through his head and neck. he jerked back, a warm tear hitting his cheek. his plump lips dry and a salty tear drops in his mouth.
ever sense eddies dad died his mom was practically going insane. she beat him, molested him, started to shove pills down his throat and became over protective.
eddie rushed upstairs and the scene ended just as fast as it started.
*later*
fag
cut
homo
cut
trash
cut
tranny
cut.
eddie fell to the floor, the metal of his blade clinking while hitting the sink. he gagged on his tears as blood stained his pure skin.
eddie hadn't eaten in about two days. he thought he was too fat. too worthless and a waste of space. he shut his eyes, grabbing his wrist.
eddie has no friends. he never left the house. his mother wouldn't let him even go to school. warm tear trickled down the side of his face. "be a man ed's," he said to himself wiping the tears off his cheek. he stood up and grabbed a sweater.
"you better have your bags packed by the time it's fucking four o'clock or i'm kicking you out with nothing!"
damn. it was 3:53. eddie grabbed a brown rain slicker and headed out the door once his mom went to go throw up in the toilet.
it was raining out, practically pouring. fat raindrops hit his head continuously making loud noises echoing through the hood of his slicker.
he found a corner, and decided to camp there for the night.
(omg i'm so sorry this sucks so much i'll work on my writing more it's just super late and ughhh)
