[ PROLOUGE ]

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      (TW : mentions of su*c*de and slurs)

Y/N POV:

          You smile as you walk out side. 'Today is the day !' You thought  you smiled and rubbed you feet in the gravel feeling the rocks under your feet. You were going to face the world today. Going to California for a school field trip! You packed your bags, I mess you frankly you don't want to talk about and had been standing for the bus for an hour. As the bus stoped I front of your house you looked back at your mom she nodded with a knowing look. Smiling back you wave and get on the bus.

        The bus was a really already crowed filled with all sorts of people. You pushed you way to the back and sat alone in window seat 'score!' You thought, maybe this could be that hard!

* time skip to when you arrive *

        The bus a screech as the halted to a stop "kids, were here!" The teachers yelled at us. We got out and gasped at the hotel. We had never seen anything like it 'huge!' I practically had screaming on my face. Pushing myself inside as the teacher checked us in the rooms handing out room keys to everyone. "B 11!" A teacher boomed I raised my as others snickered at me 'fat ass' I heard one kid say. Frustrated I took the key and left heading to my room praying that I had no roommate.

       To your surprise, you had no roommate. You locked the room ignoring the teachers rules 'can't a person get some privacy ?' I thought shaking my head. I sighed and laid down in the bed, no view to look at. I yawned and stretched my back, being on your back all day can do something to you. You curled up and thought about the days ahead of you quietly falling asleep in the process.

I awoke by the sound of heavy knocking "hello?" I said slipping from the covers. " It's me, Chance!" I shifted when he said that "go away Chance ," i scowled 'who does he think he is? Who does he think I am? An idiot apparently!' My head rambled on "look , I don't want to be here either fat ass but it's a teacher thing," I sighed "where?" "On the roof, bring paper and pencil," I opened the door with paper in hand "ok lets go,".

Heading into the elevator I noticed the time '9:30 weird time for an assembly' I squeezed the paper in my hand 'this better be good!' Just then the door opened and I walked out. The roof was filled with a few students some smaller than others.

I glanced around a quiet air stirred between all the kids 'there all starring at me' I tensed up and re-looked 'yep, they are oh crap-," my thought cut off by Chase talking "Today is tomorrow and tomorrow is today ! Hello my friends," I glared at him what the fuck? "Now (Y/N) here thinks that death is scary and that's why today we're testing that!" I start sweating Chase took my hand and raised it " you start with the paper , write your suicide note!" I thrash around " NO? Are you mental??" He looks grim "no and said write on the paper ," I stared at the paper 'what would I even write?' My thoughts clattered and I simply wrote I love you mom -y/n and stopped "A ha ! Now the real challenge!" I gulped "take the plunge" My eyes wides and before I could protest he took my arms behind me.

I stared at the edge of the building sobbing. My thoughts so loud and foggy that I couldn't comprehend them "JUMP (Y/N)!" Chase said I stomped my feet "NO!" I screamed and he looked at me in disgust and sighed "you shouldn't have made it so hard (y/n)," and he pushed me off the building. I screamed as I felt the pressure around me change 'I'm going to die' I thought crying.

No,

No I'm not ? I land on a soft bed of leaves. Looking around I looked at the tree it looked like it was going to consume me. I touched the tree and it let out a branch for me to get down "um, thank you?" I said wiping my eyes. A branch came down and patted my head. I swallowed the lump in my throat and head back to my room shaking 'what? What?? What???' Questions filled my head ' did I do that? Is that why my crops always grow in the winter? Am I actually just dead?' I shook them away it could be me right? I mean how could have never noticed this?

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