Me? Scene? Asmamdarkly matter of fact, yes, I am. Not too dark. Not too cheery. Just enough to add joy to my favorite darkly figures. And this is a story of my death. Months before my 17th birthday I died. Some say family issues. Others say self harm. And kids from school say drugs and lonlyness killed me. To be honest, I was a quite interactive guy. My name is Hunter. And I was just me.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Goes the clock above the mantle in the living room. Each tick making my skin crawl as I sit there all alone. The silence in the house rings in my ears as the ticking seems to cease to a stop. For hours I sat there doing nothing, thinking nothing, and seeing nothing. Then there was a noise from up stairs. A door opening? Foot steps? I sat there listening to the foot steps get closer. They stopped close to the living room entrance. Click. The lights come on and a scream fills the room. I look up to see my mom startled.
"Hunter! What the heck are you doing down here in the dark?"
"Just sitting here trying to be one in the darkness." I shrugged.
Sighing, she walked back up stairs. "Go get ready for school."
"Fine." I got up and walked to my room to get dressed.
Down into the dark abyss of a bedroom, that really is a basement, neon signs brightened up the room. Walking by the stereo, I pressed the play button, causing a scream to explode into the room as the band Blood On The Dance Floor plays. Ignoring the darkness that still lurks in the shadows I got dressed. After a few lyrics of BOTDF it was time to go. And the bus ride to school... Was HELL!
A few hours later...
The bell rings as it releases us from first block. Getting to my locker was like beating a boss level on a video game. Every day it starts with sneaking past the nerds, so they don't drag me into a debate. Then hiding around the corner and waiting til the jocks go by, so they won't shovemy head in the toilet. Finally pulling my hood over my head as I walk past them, so I won't be accused for looking at them weird or 'stalking' them.
As I made my way to my locker a voice caught me off guard.
"Yo, Hunter!"
Of course it wasn't hard for me to figure who said my name. Slowly I turned around to see my best friend Nick with the rest of our group.
"Come on man," he said with a smile, "I got someone for you to meet."
I looked at him and the group of four separate to show a skinny, pale girl stand there shyly.
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