LOGAN POV

I wear a fake smile every day, nobody seems to notice. Cuts on my wrist you look at me in disgust. Tears in my eyes, pain in my heart. I feel dead inside, nobody's seems to care that I'm in so much pain. You see people bullying me, but did you do anything to stop them? NO! You didn't. You're just laughing at me, while some of you would give me sympathetic looks but didn't do anything to help…. I cry myself to sleep ever night thinking if I should end it once and for all, but I can't, I'm too scared. People are right I am stupid, weird, ugly and weak. Standing in the bathroom trying to hold back the tears but it doesn't work, I try to wipe my eyes but all of the sudden I feel a sharp pain in my wrist 'shit I cut myself' I thought to myself angrily as I cry out in pain. I look at my wrist its bleeding a lot more then I'm use to, I turn on the water as black dots start to take over my vision. As I fade in to the darkness wishing it didn't end like this, but I felt free and actually happy for once.

"Where am I? Am I dead?" I said to no one. It was pitch black in this room, if it was even a room. Out of nowhere a bright white light lit up the room then fade away as quickly as it came then another light lit up the room but this one was red, just like the white light it was gone as quickly as it came. But instead of the room falling back into darkness, I could see three figures standing there. Two of them are standing in front of doors the other is standing in the middle. The two standing in front of the doors where both girl. One was wearing all white, with bright white wings and a halo to match standing in front of a white door. The other girl was wearing red and black with dark red horns and a bright red tail with a point, standing in front of a red door. Then there was a guy standing in the middle of them wearing a suit, he didn't have wings or a halo and he didn't have horns or a tail, he looked like a normal guy. He walked towards me stopping about two feet in front of me.

"Why are you here?" he asked with no emotion,

I looked at him confused "where is here?" I asked confused.

He looks at me with a questionable look "You are dead. This place is called limbo. This is where I decided which door you go through. So kid how did you die?" he explained.

I just look at him trying to wrap my head around this. So I decided to just tell him how it all started and how I died. I told him it was an accident that I'm here. He looks like he's debating on which room I get to go in. he looks at me disappointed 'wow he actually does have some emotion' I thought as I was broken out of my thoughts.

"I'm sorry kid but this has never happened before, it looks like you won't be going in to either of them right now, I'm sorry" he said confused by the situation. I look at him in disbelief.

"What do you mean I can go in right now?" I said getting frustrated at him.

"I'm sorry but I need to talk to someone else about your situation before I can let you in a room." He said apologetically. And with that he left so did the other two people and the doors 'ah great back in the darkness' I thought sarcastically. So all I could do is wait for him to come back, it felt like hours and he still hasn't came back so I decided to sit down instead of pacing. As I sat down a wave of tiredness came over me and I fell asleep.

I opened my eyes slowly but closed them as the bright light stung my eyes, I blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light. When my eyes have fully adjusted to the light I look around the room, to find myself not sitting in that dark so called room, but I find myself lying on the floor of my bathroom "was that just a dream" I said out of curiosity then I saw him "it wasn't a dream was it" I said as I turned to him.

"No it wasn't" he said happily

"I thought I was dead" I said confused. He looks at me and smiled.

"You were, but your case was interesting so I had to talk to some other 'people' to give you a second chance" he said. As I looked at him skeptical. Wondering why he would do that.

"Why would you give me a second chance" I asked curiously.

"Don't ask questions. Just be grateful you get a second chance at life" he said getting annoyed as I just nodded my head and he left again. I just stood there frozen in disbelief wondering why that mysteries man gave me another chance, what did I do to deserve another chance at I was about to leave the bathroom I saw the razor that ended my life, I picked it up and looked at it 'this is a new start' I thought as I threw away the razor. I made my way to my room to go to sleep 'hopefully tomorrow will be better' I thought as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in a cold sweet, I tried to remember my dream but all I could remember was those two girls were in it, they told me there name. The angel looking one her name was Jo, she had long blond hair with bright blue eyes, the devil looking one here name was Camille, she had short black hair with black eyes to match. 'Why did I dream about them' I thought confused as I sat up about to get ready to start a new day.

As I made my way to school hoping everything would be different, but it wasn't. I still got bullied and made fun of, but today was the worst because the whole hockey time came an beat me up they didn't just use their hands they used their hockey sticks to, 'why does this always happen to me' that was my last thought before I blacked out. . But I heard someone call out to me before I faded it to the darkness once again

okay so i know this is suppose to be a one-shot but i kind of like where im taking the story so its going to have at least 3 more chapters

hope you guys all like it