(Y/N)'s pov
It's been a couple of days since my last abuse session. My worst nightmare just ended[school] 20 minutes ago. School was usual things classes, getting pushed around in the halls, finding a bag of razors in my locker with a note saying 'Die you little bitch' or 'Your a mistake' plus 'Your a slut' but when ever I get home I've been seeing a tall figured man, wearing a tux, no eyes mouth or ears or nose, his skin was really white like the fresh snow and he had tentacles coming out of his back. "I must be dreaming...I have to be!" I say in your mind. Then a voice in mu head answered, "It's not a dream child. This is reality". I ran home not looking back but you felt that you were being watched. Once I got home, I ran to my room scared as fuck. I entered my room, shut the door then I flopped on my bed. "W-What w-was that?", I questioned myself. I was about to fall asleep from all that running but then I wanted to look out my window. So, I got up and very slowly walked to my dull broken window. I couldn't believe what I saw! A man with an orange and and a Mask that was completely black except for eyes and a stitched frown. There were two others...one was twitching and ticking a lot as he poked a man that was wearing a yellowish brown jacket and a white with black eyes and a female mouth. The one poking him looked like he was twitching which I thought was cute and he wore a mouth guard, orange goggles, and the hoodie he wore it was teal in some parts and others parts were tan but what got me is that he had hatchets around his waist. When ever I looked at each one of them I just felt i belonged. I felt like I should be with them!
