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Ghosts In The Snow

You just never know

The harsh sound of my alarm blared at me through slumber. I hate Mondays. I thought to myself as I woke up suddenly from what seemed the best sleep I'd had in a long time. Interrupted. For school. Lucky it was my last year, unfortunaly it was the worst year yet; people would whisper things behind my back making faces in disgust and when it got really bad they would do more. The other week I was the one in trouble for 'starting' the fight!

I sat on the edge of my bed and picked up an old pair of jeans and a shirt. I quickly sniffed at the shirt checking it was suitable enough to wear without reeking! I slipped them on and applied a thin layer of eyeliner like I do every morning and threw my bag over my shoulder, closing my bedroom door as I left. my parents were away on 'business' again, I doubt they ever are. They don't really like me because I'm not the son they wanted. I'm different. And I hated myself for it! That's why I didn't fight back when I got hit...I deserved it! Every single bit of it!
"you look shit...like always frank!" I spoke to myself and walked out the house.

The streets were quiet and dimly lit, it was too quiet for me. I put in my headphone and played smashing pumpkins on full blast, receiving strange looks from the small amount of people I passed. Music was now the only thing that hadn't left me I guess it's just something that I loved that hadn't judged me or taken advantage of me.

Like everyday, I had to walk through the woods, paranoia took over me and I couldn't help but run as quick as I could at the thought of something following me...stupid. I know.

i arrived at school quicker than usual so I sat on one of the benches close to the gates and waited for my only friend, bob, to arrive...late like normal. My music was still blasting through my headphones as someone walked closer to me. Their footsteps were too soft to hear over the blaring songs playing on repeat. A punch landed on my face knocking me breathless and unexpected.

"Good to see you back. Iero." A cold voice chipped away, my face stung but I just laid, sprawled out on the floor limply.

Notes

Okay so the first chapter of my second story! What do you think?
~JadeWayXØ

Comments

I want moreeeee, pleaseeeeee

Jacketslut2 Jacketslut2
10/2/16

More

Well that escalated quickly...

Katy Katy
4/10/14

@One_Of_The_Fabulous_Killjoys
I hope you like it :/

JadeWay XO JadeWay XO
4/7/14

Awwww :33