Life.

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You see you're life passing infront of your face, You never appreciate it until your life is about to end ? What they'll do to you ? What if I died tonight ? Will people miss me ? Did I make anyone happy ? Did I do something good in the past 15 years ? Did I change anyone's life ? Would people pray that I go to heaven ? Would anyone miss me ?

I've heard this story about a man everyone made him feel like he was loved but they didn't actually love him they only loved him because he was a generous rich man, That man had enough from their lies but he wasn't sure if it was lies or not he was thinking what if they really do love me ? What if everything was a lie, So he faked his death to see who will show up to his funeral the very sad truth is that no one showed up to his funeral no one prayed for him except his mom.

His feelings? Let me tell you how he felt ? He felt betrayed he felt like everything in his life was fake I'm upset that I have no words to explain his feelings because what he felt was huge ! When you think everybody loves you but they only use you to get to what they want, I wondered am I going to be like him? Is everyone in this world just faking that they like me ? Am I secretly the most hated person ever ? I bet even my mom wouldn't show up to my funeral after lying to her about everything but why wasn't she there for me when everything happened why wasn't she here to guide me to the right road.

"Kill her" they said coldly, I wonder why ? What would a young 15 years old girl would ever do to them ? The only thing I have in life that I am happy about that is I have a lovely boyfriend Grant ? He's the only good thing in my life, I wanted to know who's after this ? Who wanted to ruin me so bad ? What do I have ? That they don't have.

Jennifer's POV:

Half an hour passed, Until someone I didn't see what he looked like but I could feel the darkness inside of his soul, What made me feel better is there's no such thing as evil or as darkness, Evil is just the absence of Good and darkness is just the absence of light that just gave me hope.

He dragged me out of this dark room into a room that was bright but all what I was seeing is the color red, It was blood all over it was it ketchup ? Was it something else I didn't know I guess I was way too tired so I thought it was blood or maybe it was really blood.

All I saw was people smirking at me, with their devilish smiles someone came to me and slapped me across the face an automatic "OUCH" just slipped out of my mouth,until another guy came putting rings on his fist and suddenly he punched me until blood started coming out of my nose I screamed "WHAT ARE YOU A GIRL? PUTTING RINGS ON YOUR FIST !" He was about to attack me but they stopped him saying "She's not worth it".

They grabbed my arms violently and tied me to a chair, The same guy who punched me came close to me and said "Enjoy the rat smell" While throwing three rats on my lap..

The disgust was real, It was so disgusting imagine sitting with three rats full of blood and their smell was so rotten it was taken over the room it was causing me to feel sick I wanted to vomit but what will ever happen when a vomit smell mixes together with a rat smell well we will never know.

I started thinking a lot of time have passed already why Grant isn't here already?? I miss him a lot, What's taking him so long ? I started thinking and thinking the smell was getting more disgusting as the seconds pass I started yelling "YOU ARE ALL COWARDS !! LEAVING ME WITH DEAD RATS, WHAT ARE YOU SCARED THAT YOU WILL BREAK YOUR NAILS WHEN YOU PUNCH ME, BECAUSE I CAN TAKE IT YOU ARE ALL NOT MEN YOU ARE LADIES"

Suddenly, an angry man showed up with a lighter I was confused until he started pulling my arms to it and burning me.

My poor hand was attacked and thrown into the raging inferno, I screamed desperately for mercy  but the intense flames swallow my voice and engulfed my body I was in too much pain to think properly when the pain from the fire entered my mind I knew that I was hopeless, My poor little arms was on fire until he heard his teammates screaming for help.

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