ILuvDying
Such a small world, isn't it? So many things crashed over Jackson he could barely process the fact he went from Legos to blood dripping down his arms and tears running thick black lines down his face. Depression hit a bit too hard, and almost kicked his mental health all the way out.
Before it all happened, he was just some kpop loving teenager. A normal teen, before all the teasing came. Before it all shattered upon his eyes and life. He never really knew Carl. Carl was the silent type, though over recent years had started getting bad in the head, bullying and fighting people. Jackson tried and succeeded on being Carl's only friend, but all nice things have to end don't they? Carl started hanging with the "popular" crew and ended their friendship.
It had been a month since their separation and this is when Carl got his worst. When he destroyed Jackson. It was a Tuesday, and the white lights flashed silently across the school, following up with a distant gunshot. Jackson's face went white, staff rushing students to hide in the staff room, bathrooms, and closets. Jackson was frozen. Had anyone taught the 3rd response to trauma? He had been unlucky to be born with the instinct to freeze. Others ran, some were helping others, and some had scissors to fight. Being distracted with their own things, Jackson just stayed frozen. Soon, the shooter reached the classroom. The only ones in there were Jackson and the younger students. Carl looked between the abundance of panicking students and frozen Jackson, large gun held in his hands. He raised it, pointing it away from Jackson at the kids. Jackson's eyes widened, but before he could say anything be had to whiteness their brains being blown out.
It had been 6 months since then, and PTSD was too much. He fell into a pit whole, emo and depressed. Who knew this all could happen in less than a year, dead bodies glued to his mind?