The beginning

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* oh god here we go! i warned y'all it was gonna be shitty **trigger warning**





Silence...

There was no sound.

Just the sight.

The terribly gruesome sight before my eyes.

The white tiles covered with the crimson colored substance pooling around my feet.

The fractured walls were painted with the same vivid color.

Furniture was strewn about the area.

Blood was everywhere...

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*thunk*

"Ow what the fuck!?" I was thrown back into reality when a pain was felt in my head. The room spun for a second as I sat up while my eyes adjusted to the dark room. My hand unconsciously went up to feel where I hit my head on the night stand next to my bed. No blood, no bumb, no nothing. Good. A shiver went down my spine as I sat without a blanket feeling the cool air wrap around me. I stared at the wall trying to forget the nightmare. After a minute or two I was used to the temperature and was no longer wanting a blanket. I slowly stood up from where I sat and crawled back into my bed wanting so badly to have the darkness shroud over me and sink back to slumber, but alas no luck. I was slightly happy for not being able to sleep. I wouldn't have to witness the cruelty of the nightmares that threatened to invade my life at any moment. so instead I lay, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for something to happen. Anything. Anything that would ease my pain. "Boring ass ceiling" I muttered to myself and switched from the ceiling to the window, searching for any sign of light from the upcoming sun, wishing for the alarm to go off, wanting to go to school, hoping to do something for the day cause i didn't want to wallow in the depressing shit and sleeping was clearly out of the fucking question!

As i lay there, thoughts crashed into my head giving me a small startle to the unexpected rush of colors that flashed through my mind. Some reminding me of past memories, bringing me back to when i was truly happy, before the accident, before hell broke through....

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His mother sat on the floor, humming a small tune, arms wrapped around a small boy holding him to her chest, close enough to hear her heartbeat... if she had one . . .

snap

short and stubby fingers danced carelessly, painting the once white canvas , with a beautiful crimson red...it painted the room . . .

  S n a p

A calming breeze surrounded him as he watched the sun go down from the rooftops... Can't fix what's beyond repair . . .

SNAP

" the dark clouds have covered the once shining sun and fill the sky with rolling thunder" he hasn't been the same since . . .

         S N A P

The yelling gets louder... The voices wont go away... The feeling of the blades piercing his skin... BLOOD IS ALL HE SEES . . .

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".....shit..." he opened his eyes back up and felt the tears fall down his face, quickly wiping them away he stood up, went over to his closet and grabbed the new uniform throwing it on not caring to button all the buttons or tie his tie right. Threw his shoes on, grabbed his bag and ran out of the house only yelling " I'm outta here hag!!' to the older woman that acted as his legal guardian because of personal reasons. he ran up to the bridge that crossed over a small creek and checked the time. He then decided to take his time to get to school based on the fact that he wasn't as late as he thought he was, actually he was early.

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