The Boy
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The boy down the street was...ani-social,alone wolf. He didn't talk to anyone. No-one knew muck about him,there wasn't much to know. His parents were divorced. He lived with his mom because his dad got killed an American hero. His mom was an alcoholic and abusive. No one cared,no one exept me anyway. Everyone was always talking about him because they didn't know him. Ya know how I said he kept to herself? He kept to his-self,exept for me. He was amazing,tall,strong,handsome. I was madly in love with him. He was my everything. He either came to my window or I went to his. We talked for hours,or...at least we did before he went missing. He just vanished,poof into thin air. Some people said his mom killed him,others say he's in there basement. Me,I think he ran away. He us to cut himself,and he was talking about suicide or the past month. I think he got tired of it all this bull. The bulling,the abuse,everthing. He said there was only one way to make it make it better. To disseper.
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I actually did this story about over a month ago, I had just accidentally deleted it, so......yeah. Don't judge please! But, needless to day I am doing the story again so please read, if you like cool, if not, cool. I just love writing. So this story is based off of the villain's perspective. Here we go. No-one has ever loved me. Not one, except my mother, but she is dead now. Because of one word. Humans. They think they know everything, always trying to better the world when they are actually destroying it. Yet they blame me for everything, everything. Not one of them is different. They're all the same. I should know, since they are always out to get me almost every single day. But why do they blame me? I don't know, it's just in a mortal's nature to point the finger at someone else. It's stupid though. They know nothing of my story. Nothing of the Other Side.

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