Prologue
It was after school and I was coated in blood, glasses lay smashed surrounding me on the floor. My body curled into the foetal position trying to protect me as much as possible. I can remember hearing angels, one voice in particular called out to me before the black mist slowly surrounded and pulled me into its grasp. The murmuring of the voices, with the mist behind my eyelids was almost dreamlike. The blackness that was the oblivion took me far away from my living hell. The first thing I can remember thinking is where is my Dad? What have I done? What will happen to me now? I let out a moan of anguished pain as the full force of it hits my body like a dozen steam trains rolling over me. I feel like hell as though I've been stabbed a dozen times by a burning hot poker and then thrown through a brick wall, my lungs feel as though something is leaning on them, restricting them. The expression on the lady's face scares me before it fades and I fall back into my nightmares. I return to my own personal living hell. The very place that I try and run from, the place that I will never escape from! It will always be there haunting me, living in my nightmares. The subconscious that proves that I am nothing just a waste of space and I deserve everything that I get. It doesn't matter whether it's from Charlie or the people I attend school with, I deserve the pain. I don't deserve to live! I am worthless and everyone can see it. Good for them!
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