Shadow boy

Shadow boy

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A 16 yrd old boy named Ash Windchester is a Allergic to the sun. Ash is not aloud to go outside in the daylight. He is home schooled and was being tortured by a seven different people Ash keeps a schedule for when he should go online and learn and when his tortures come over and when his mom and dad gets home. The only time Ash could go outside is at night time many kids around his age sees ash walking around town he made some fans but the only way that ash could talk to them is online. One night Ash was walking at midnight like always he noticed a girl with blonde hair and was wearing all black just like Ash. Ash ran as fast as he could and seen a hug bush near by he hid behind the bush and the girl was following ash. She stopped walking right in front of the bush that ash was hiding behind. Ash walks out from behind the bush and asks "who are you? And what do you want?".
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"Mae, show me." He demanded. I knew this would come up someday. My scars are from years ago when I wasn't happy with myself, or happy with anything really. I'm better now but I still don't like showing them to people. Most people ignore them but I knew once Ash saw them that he was going to ask. "Mae." He says again. What if he doesn't like them? What if he thinks they're ugly? What if he hears the story of them and decides he doesn't want me anymore? What do I do then? ... I slowly took off my jacket and showed him my wrist. "Why would you ever do that darling?" Tears started forming in my eyes. "I'm sorry. It was years ago when I wasn't happy and it's a long story." "Darling, look at me." He told me, lifting my chin. "I'm not mad at you. How long has it been since you've done that?" "Five years." "That's amazing, Mae." "You don't hate them?" "I hate that you felt the need to do that, but no, I don't hate them." He kissed my forehead, calming me down.

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