This is my first story so please no hate.

Hi my name is Toby. Toby Rogers. And I live in an orphanage, I like going into the Forrest behind the house and I stay there and just be alone. I'm home schooled because of my medical condisions. And they called me, ticci Toby, because of my dam tics.

"Toby, what are you doing in there?"Jacob said.

"I'm d-rawing. Go away!" I replied. Suddenly Jacob burst into my room and looked around and saw I was cutting myself again.

"A www is ticci Toby cutting again?"he said as he picked up a bloody knife.

"G-go aw-way!" I shouted, "get o-ut of m-y or-om!"

Jacob backed awway when I started twitching uncontrollably, "dude,calm down." He said being sacred of what might happen. " !" Jacob stumbled awway from me.

I grabbed my bag, balaclava, my goggles and some clothes and stuffed them into the bag and ran off into the woods. "I'm not going back there, and you can't make me" I said out loud to the voices in my hepad.

I arrived at a little Brocken shed, I walked in and it had my old bed,a set of draws and a fridge. "H-ome." I pulled out an apple from the fridge and ate it, "well this is gonna be fun"