Why Me?
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Hi. Im... My names not important. I'm just another fucked up and bullied teenager in this hell of highschool, right? As I walked along the halls of this hell, I heard someone yell my name loudly. "Shit" I mumbled as I ran. I sped around the corner and entered the bathroom. I locked myself in the stall as my follower entered. I held my breath as their shadow stopped in front of my stall. "Jimmy..." The owner of the shadow chuckled evily and knocked on the door. I clenched my eyes shut as I heard the person climbing into the stall carefully. I let out a few sobs as the figure's shoes landed carefully on the hard tile floor. "Look at me" the person growled, grabbing my hair and yanking my head up to lock eyes with a young male. He glared and my face suddenly felt on fire as he slapped me. He dropped me and started kicking me as I curled up in a ball and sobbed quietly. As he kicked me in the face I shut my eyes and wondered, 'why me?' ...
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My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.

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