It started out just like every other day; wake up, go to school, try to find a reason not to kill myself, eat dinner, get sent to my room, cry then cut myself. But that night turned out differently.

I had cried myself to sleep, and woke up to find I was pushed off the bed. I laid there on the floor wondering, Huh? Did I fall off because of a bad dream? Suddenly I saw a figure making small movements on the bed.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit!!! I thought. Is it a bear? No, don't be stupid, of course it's not a bear! A rapist? What did he do to me? But I still have my underwear on. I'm safe! But it could still be a pervert. A panty thief? Surely he would've already run for it by now, and what thief would sleep next to the person they're stealing from?

My mind couldn't stop thinking of all the possibilities as I sat up and grabbed in fear the nearest object in reach, which happened to be my pink cat doll pillow, and hesitantly started to poke the unknown lump whilst kneeling beside my bed.

"Stop it Danna, give me 5 more minutes." So it was a person. The darkness of the room prevented me from seeing any details of this person, but I knew it was a man. He had a deep voice, yet he sounded quite young at the same time. 'Danna'? Who's 'Danna'?

"Shut up brat." I heard someone say from behind me. It was another male voice. I turned my head to be meet with a handsome red haired boy. He was stark naked.

Wait, NAKED!!! He's going to rape me!!! I shuffled backwards in fear as I stared upon him. Moonlight was shining on his nicely toned body and pe-

"Get away from me you pervert!!" I screamed as I turned away my head and covered my eyes. And put some clothes on!! I thought, even though the likelihood of a rapist following orders from their victim to put back on some clothes was nil.

There was movement coming from the direction of my bathroom. I heard a man grunt "Hn" as he came out of the bathroom. What? How many perverts are here? Are there more?

My question was answered as I heard a creepy voice from behind me say, "Can I eat her?" A cannibal? So I'm going to get raped AND eaten alive?!

"No Zetsu she could be useful" said a deep voice by my bedroom door. Before I had time to think, darkness devoured me as I lost consciousness.

I opened my eyes to find that I was in my bed, staring at my bedroom ceiling. I sat up and looked at my clock to find it was 7.30 in the morning; I had missed my bus to school. But it didn't matter to me; school wasn't something I looked forward to.

What a weird dream. I got out of bed and put on a pair of jeans and a long black t-shirt with short sleeves. I didn't bother rushing since I was already late.

As I was heading out the door a big blue blob tackled me to the floor. I felt the hands of a man pick me up off the floor and had my back to his chest.

"Wha-"

"Shut up." He said.

I turned my head around slightly to see a man with fiery orange hair and gray eyes with odd rings dissipating from the pupil.

Before I could say anything I saw black again.