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I'm Layla Evans. I'm 22 years old. I love YouTube. I'm like to sing yet, I'm no good. My favourite color is blue. I am in love with Shawn Mendes. My mum beats me as she watches my father rape me on the daily since I was 13. I hate my life. This is my story.

I walked to school in my jeans and my oversized hoodie. "Hey Loser!" Yelled a voice. I knew that voice.

Walker Norman.

"What Norman?" I ask annoyed. "Why don't you just go die? Nobody likes you anyways! Nobody would care!" He yelled. He kicked me in the stomach and then my face. My lip started to bleed and I was in pain so I ran out until I reached an ally and went inside. I grabbed a pocket knife. I had and stabbed my stomach twice until I saw a tall figure moving towards me.

"HOLY shit." He said. I paid no attention to him and cried. He ran over and looks at my cuts. "Why would you do this?! Are you okay?!" He asks. I know that voice too well. Shawn Mendes. My idol.
Between sobs I managed to say "h-help me"
He picks me up bridal style and runs to a mansion I'm guessing is his.
My eyes start to droop but I fight through it. Eventually my eyes close and Shawn yells " DONT FALL ASLEEP! DONT LET THE DARKNESS CONSUME YOU!" But that's exactly what I did. I let it consume me.

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