"...Where do i start..." I said confused as the interrogator began the interaction "How about the you murdered over a dozen people" He yelled as he walked into he room. I look at him and smirk "OK" i lean back and start from the beginning.
I wake up in a room with a pain in my head, "ah" I moan as i prepare for my first day of my JR year. "ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" i moan silent as I sit down on the bus. "hey, its Toby" says a kid on the bus who bully's me. "Not today rick, not in the move" i growl as i grip my bag. "Ha, like i care" He walks closer and i clench harder. "You wont do anything, Toby" he whispers and pushes Little by little. "I said i wasn't in the MOOD" i get up and Punch him and he falls down the the ground. "h-ha, you wanna try" he gets up and pushes me back but I retaliate, "I'M TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT" I raise my fists. "come on" I say muffled in my jacket.
I put my hands on my head "Do i have to conteniue" I ask and I dirnk my water. "YES" The interagator yells at me hitting my water out of my hand."FINE"I scream.
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The Life Of Toby Rickniks
Teen FictionI look around checking if the gang left and i pull out my guitar, "lets rock" i say slowly play whisky lullaby and i sing along "he put that bottle up to his head, and pulled the trigger". I set down the guitar and sit down,"I hate reality" i sit do...
