Suicidal Sweetheart

Suicidal Sweetheart

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione lun, giu 1, 2015
It was 8th hour, the last hour of the day. I had to go to detention because of Mr.Button aka Mr.Butthole. The bell sounds, pulling me out of my thoughts and sends me on my way to my locker. I walk with my head down so that I can't see the looks people give me as I walk by. I reach my locker and see the word LOSER written across my locker. I feel the tears form in my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I slowly put in my combination, once I get my locker open notes fall out of it. I hear everybody laughing, I pick up one of the notes. I open it up to see the word LOSER. I pick up another I reads it and this time it says NERD. I throw it down and close my locker and run down the hall. This is a story about Finley, a girl that is bullied to the point she thinks that there is nothing to live for until Oliver sees what every one has done to her and wants to put a stop to it. He trys to help her self a steam by telling her every time that her head is down to Keep Your Head Up,Sweetheart May be triggering
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I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

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