The death of an Emo

Intro

Hello my name is Snake.

Here is a few things about myself.
I like music just the normal though.
Punk
Rock
Death metal
Black metal
EMOCORE
Screamo
Post-Core
Hardcore etc.
I'm also Emo. I cut, I wear tight pants, tight shirts, high topic shoes, my hair cover 3/5ths of my face, it is a very dark brown, and I always have headphones. But there is one part every one hates. I'm suicidal. I live with my dad and his slut. She hates me because I have a lot of luck for dating. She hates the fact that me and my girlfriend hangs out whenever we want. See we both live in small towns. She lives in Farnham. And I live in Maywood. Only 11mi away. So we are actually lucky. I love that we can see each other. But then there is Rachel that just always gets in our business. Se will ask do you want a snack. Or how was your days. And it's like shut the fuck up.

Now let me tell you a little about my life. I was born in Quincy IL. I moved to New Jersey. For like two months. And then I moved to Eustis. That's where I met my girlfriend. But we didn't started going out like a month ago. Well moved up here to Cozad. Cause my mom wanted us to. I didn't have any friends at first. Then I met some of my friends like. Tanner, tresten, Bryan, and Taylor. We are the misfits. People don't like us cause we are Emo. They think we are strange.

Well as I walk in the doors of the school I see that once again I'm getting stared at. I can hear the populars just whisper "there he is the freak that hangs on his own". I just stop and stare and then I can see the fear in there eyes. And they walk away. I just keep walking to go see my friends at the bleachers. And then this kid named Maddux walks up and says hey freak how's your arm. Right as I see his hand go up my knife come out and then he gets his wrist cut. And he starts shaking. So I walk off. And then he just goes on his way. As I Reach the next door I can see the by the bleachers, and so I walk out. Then they ask me. "Snake why is there blood on your hand".? I didn't respond and we turned on our fav. Song. Don't Go. By the band Bring The Horizon.

Then we hear the bell ring and we just kinda ignore it. And then we just walk on our way. I made it to first class. Social Studies. That teacher hates me. I never talk and when I do it is a smart ass remarks. Like the time he asks us what was the Cold War and I raised my hand and said. "When the heat went out in Russia". And he told me to go to the office. So he didn't look so shocked. Then the bell rings so I walk out to the hallway and my friends say you lets go.

When we walk outside Bryan has his Gremlin started. And we hop in and speed off. I ask where we are going and we get to the bar. And then there she is. My Emo girlfriend. Hannah Westphal. I run put and kiss her and she makes out with me and we walk inside. The bartender is Bryan's dad. And he gives us tequila. After a few Hannah gave me a hickie. And then she asked if that felt good and I said yes yes it did.

A couple hours later we showed for last period. And the principal asked us where have we been and I said. "Not in school if that is the answer you are looking for." And then the principal exclaimed "give me an answer or you all are expelled." And we told him. The worst we got was detention on Saturday. We went and we fucked around.

When we got to school on Monday the kids just looked and stared. Cause over the weekend I got snakebites. Cause I really wanted a piercing. So I got snake bites on my lips. And then this kid named Dillon GEISER tried to pull them out. One thing for sure he didn't last long. I kept walking and then I went where I always go. To the bleachers. Got there jammed to Bullet For My Valintine. And then we just waited for the bell to ring.

Every time that bell rings I think of the hatred on me. Taking in my brain. And all the staring. All the populars that like to pick on me. How many times I've cut my veins to see if I could feel. Seeing if anyone could care if I died. Other than my friends. And then I figure out.

O HOW MUCH OF A MAN AM I? I am a misfit and that's how I'll stay. I don't talk. I walk. I don't text I post and I won't die my ghost will haunt the ones who hurt me. So as I always love to say.
A TOUT LE MONDE.