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Chapter 5

* Bendy's POV

    I intensely look at the shadow of my paper slowly getting larger. My heart drops as I slowly look up. I was hit in the face and knocked back. As I got up I looked around to see that I was hit in the face with a football. Feeling my nose I looked down at my hand to see blood. I didn't have much time to react because I heard voices coming closer to me.  I looked for a place to hide, but found only one option. I had to climb the tree. Wiping the blood away  and grabbing my backpack I began to climb.

        I got high enough so that I couldn't be seen. I looked down as I saw the bulldog from this morning and Cuphead. They were both chatting. " Where the hell's the ball?" the bulldog asked. " I don't know Roscoe how about you use your f*cking eyes and look for it?" Cuphead responded in a snappy tone. I listened to their conversation as I looked to where I was sitting before. My eyes widened as I realized I made a huge mistake.

I left my sketchbook down there......

      I start to breath heavy with tears pricking the corners of my eyes. I cover my mouth with my hands and look down praying that they don't notice. I see as Roscoe trips on one of the branches from the tree. He fell forward and landed right in front of the book. His ears perked up. Oh shit he saw it..... I watched as he picked himself and the book up.
        He went over to Cuphead. Cuphead finding the ball turned back to find Roscoe holding a sketchbook.  "What the f*ck is this?" Cuphead asked while snatching the book from him. I watched with my hands still over my mouth, as he opened my sketchbook for which I stupidly wrote my name in big letters in the cover. He smirked as he saw my name.
F*ck.

Why are you so stupid? Now he knows that it's yours. Why can't you do anything right?

Why are you still here?

        I heard the bell rang for students to return to their classes. I watched as Cuphead and Roscoe carried my sketchbook away. F*ck.... What do I do now. He knows it's mine. As I got lost in thought I forgot to watch my footing. Shit. Shit . Shit! I fell hitting each branch along the way. Cutting my hand open on a sharp one. I hit the ground while curled up. When can this day end.  I thought. I got up needing to get to my next  class. I grabbed by backpack and made my way into the building. I shoved my hand into my pocket. I didn't want anyone to notice the large slash on my hand.
   
      The rest of the day seemed to go by fast. I felt to tired to care about anything else. I didn't have anything else to lose considering Cuphead had my f*cking sketchbook.

What do I do? Do I let him keep it? Do I get it back? No No...... I.. I can't. He'll do something bad. 

      The last bell of the day rang allowing the school day to end. I ran over to front gates to find Boris waiting for me. " Ready to go? I asked. He nodded as we began walking out the gate. I stayed silent and smiled as Boris told me about his day. We walked the same path back to the house. I opened the door and told Boris to go do his homework. He ran upstairs as I yelled " I'm making soup for dinner!!!". I put my apron on an began getting everything ready I picked up a knife and stopped to look at it.....

I wonder how sharp it is...

       I snapped out of my thoughts and finished dinner. We ate and showered. Finally it was time for bed. I said good night to Boris and got in bed. I'm hoping that tomorrow would be a better day. 

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