The Upside-Down Life Of Zora (A Darkiplier Fanfiction)

El Prologue

[A/N: Hey, it's me, PeanutbutterUSA. You know what today is? Today is the first day that I publish a story here using this account. I have had a few accidents but I got rid of them for reasons that I'll talk about.

First, well I wasn't allowed to publish from an outside force that was pulling me down. But I broke the chain they kept me on and have learned more than I ever thought I would. So you better know what's going down. I said first, but it's kind of the only reason.

Also, this is indeed a prologue. So there will be some story here. For editing reasons, one of my good irl friends read over all that I have written so far. So, instead of reading of... something, we decided that I should write more on the bullying that made her this way, if you read the description you should know what I'm talking about.

Something that isn't all that important to anyone that hasn't really known me long, or doesn't me all that well, is that I was expecting my first story to be a Ninjago Fanfiction. I might not ever end up publishing it because of personal reasons but I just might. No Ninjago, so to YouTube we go!

Also, some things you may have heard from people like Markiplier and others I may not have heard of, but I do watch a whole lotta Game and Film Theory. If there's anything that you don't see in my story that you think would be important to know, please nicely comment it here, just so it's easier to find any. Also, they may not be seen right away, mostly because I'm currently working on Chapter 23, yeah I did that. Also, I use names. Sorry if it's yours and you upset about it. I don't have a grudge on any of you out there. Most of these names are kind of based off of people in my life that I actually don't like so don't worry. Please. Well, here is the start of my book. Enjoy!]

Zora's POV

My story starts about 5 years ago. Fourth grade. Miss. Smith's math class. Mistakes happen. Sometimes people just don't let it go. Like how I had a grudge against some girl named Bre because she made fun of me during class.

These 'students' never really liked me. I was one of the so-called "cool kids" and basically hung out with every guy that was willing to. I'd also write about it but that's not important right now. The ruler of these students was named Ein. He also had followers, most of them were girls which made no sense.

Whenever we'd pass each other in the halls since whatever clicked in his head during that math class, he'd always try to trip me or punch my arm. It was usually my left arm he'd punch because I'm guessing he was trying to break my dominant arm, who knows.

Soon, everyone that didn't hate him, which a bit more than what people may expect, started teasing me too. By Sixth Grade, none of my previous friends were still my friends. They threw me out of their group and made me an outcast. Then one day, I made a friend. Her name was Sophie. She never wanted to harm me, and would usually defend me.

Then she moved. How depressing. After that, the bullying just got worse.

It was lunch one day in 7th grade. I went to the bathroom and was greeted by two girls, they were Grace and Camille. The two most popular girls in the grade. They beat me up and gave me a bloody nose, a black eye, broke my right arm, fractured my left shin, and knocked me unconscious.

Next thing I knew, I was in the emergency room. My Mom and Dad to either side of me, my entire body so stiff all I could do was cry in pain.

When I finally got out of the hospital, I was homeschooled for the rest of 7th grade. My Mom would've kept it up but she just couldn't, and she became pregnant. How fun. Going through 8th grade was basically torture. Everyone hated me. Then they found out the power of mental bullying. So then they started telling me to do things like killing myself while they'd beat me up during our recess. My parents noticed how much I changed, and tried to cheer me up. So they got a pool because I freaking love pools.

Over the summer and a bit into freshmen year, the pool was my safe haven. It kept me calm. But it wasn't enough. Those words started to get to my head. Before you know it, I'm in counseling. Who knew. My counselor was actually Ein's mother and she actually knew who I was. She was a jerk. I tried to convince my parents to get me out of counseling. They wouldn't because they were convinced that I needed it. My newest best friend, her name's Jess, was the only one that believed me, but that did nothing to help things.

Now, here I am. About to leave this garbage life, standing at the brim of the pool. My dirty blonde hair swaying in the wind and my chocolatey brown eyes staring deep into the rippling water. Thinking back on everything that has happened, I think its time to go.

[A/n: Hey, how was it? Did you all like it? Im probably not gonna put any Author's notes at the end because it makes me feel like it ruins the point of a cliffhanger, but that's just me. Hey, while your around, please follow me and vote on chapters as it gives me motivation to continue writing for you all. Also, I'm okay with criticism just be nice about it please. Well, bye then... I don't really know how to end a chapter because I've seen it so many times. So, see ya later?]