Dumb Bitch Doesn't Do Shit

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It all started as a normal day.

I woke up, ate breakfast, scrolled through my phone, brushed my teeth, and then went to school.

School continued as normal, the only interesting thing happening being Blake accidentally dropping his slice of pizza on the floor and crying about it.

Nothing much ever happens in this town.

After school, however, I chose to take the longer, more scenic route home, through the woods.

This is where I fucked up.

You see, I had only taken this route a couple of times before. Those times, I had had my phone with me. Today, my dumbass self didn't bring it. Smart move, I know.

Before you start yelling at me how stupid I was to go into the woods without a phone, I had a foolproof plan on not getting lost or kidnapped by a stranger.

I had a whistle.

Surely, there were other people nearby, and if they heard a whistle they would come investigate, right? Well, I was wrong. Dumb bitch.

At first, I didn't realize that there was a hooded man behind me. I was too busy thinking of what I would eat when I got home. But then, I heard a loud crunch behind me.

I thought it was a dog at first.

As I turned around, I took out my whistle, making sure to keep it firmly grasped.

Unfortunately, it was a guy and not a cute little dog. He was already one step ahead, taking out his gun. As he pointed it at me, I started blowing my whistle.

It was like I was trapped, watching myself through another body. I couldn't move. Then, I fainted.

Real brave, I know.

When I woke up, I was in a dark room. Taking a bit for my eyes to adjust, I noticed the bastard took my whistle. It was a nice shiny one I found on the floor of Chuck E Cheese's too.

I went back to sleep.

The nightmares had stopped for a while by then, but this time they were back. As I fell in the sewer for the umpteenth time, like usual, I woke up panting.

There was a man next to me on the bed. As I looked at the stranger in surprise like I didn't know I was just kidnapped, I noticed that he was handsome.

Even handsomer than Chris Pratt, and Chris Pratt is pretty hot.

As I looked into this deep, dark, brown eyes, almost like the color of coffee, I found the will to speak.

It was meant to make him release me immediately, cowering in fear of my strength of words, but as I uttered my first word since being kidnapped, I realized why I always got D's in Ms. Havagu's english class.

I looked at him dead in the eyes with the deadliest stare I could muster and said,

"Bitch".

That's the End