Chapter 8: Creep
(Disclaimer: nuffin but the plot and the idea belong to me.the songs belong to their
singers, characters to the inventoress, etc.)
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(a/n: Draco will narrate the chapter)
I don't know what made me do this, maybe it was my mind warping again. I don't know
what makes me do all this. Guilt? Harry? How the hell do I know?
I don't know what makes me so good, the past few years I was mean to Harry and his
little company, snobby to everyone, and so on. Everyone knows me as Snobby Slytherin
Slime Malfoy, and I accept that name for I am.I've been beaten and bruised, used and
abused by lots of people.I don't believe in God and all that heaven crap.The golden rule
in life to me is that to be accepted in society, you have to be rich, swindle people, and
if there is a goody-two-shoes ahead of you, kill him/her (at least my father thinks so).
To live, you have to have a purpose.I don't have one set out for me, so what do I do?
Live for the day, and if that turns to shit, die then.You may think it's too dark for a 15
year old to think.But anyone would think like that, just check the stats. Korean witches
and wizards, as well as muggles have commited suicide by falling of bridges and
buildings, and most of them were in their teens, like me.
But this is what beats me.Why do they do it? Are they treated in anyway like me?
Not neccesarily.They had many different backgrounds, and had very different
families.But they died anyway.Was it pressure to do things they didn't want to do?
But I feel part of an increasing number of people, strangely, and it makes me feel
repulsed at myself.It makes me think of a song I heard being sung by a Christian
muggleborn exchange student from Australia. I don't know why....
It went something like this:
"I'm living for this cause
I lay down my life
Into Your hands
I'm living for the truth
The hope of the world
In You I'll stand
All I want is You..."
I feel perplexed at this chorus, as it has a meaning opposite to what I feel.
It may be the fact that this girl had a purpose in life, and believed in God
and the other crap that kept her thinking sanely. Unlike me, a raving mess of a
lunatic.I feel so wrong, estranged, weird.
Thus ends my story, my life, and the Malfoy line.
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A/n: Sorry about the wait, and the crappy chapter.School resumed before I could
finish the story.I will add some other better chapters and rewrite some of them if you
guys want.I did do some research on the topic suicide, and it is true that the Koreans
have the highest number of teenage suicides.I may have repeated some topics
within the fanfics, I would be glad if you peeps told me.
Reminder: R/R, and all ok? I thank you who did, and who kept r/ring as I wrote (~_~)
As usual, no prank calls, no chickens, money appreciated. Luv yaz.
MDS
(Disclaimer: nuffin but the plot and the idea belong to me.the songs belong to their
singers, characters to the inventoress, etc.)
----------------------------
(a/n: Draco will narrate the chapter)
I don't know what made me do this, maybe it was my mind warping again. I don't know
what makes me do all this. Guilt? Harry? How the hell do I know?
I don't know what makes me so good, the past few years I was mean to Harry and his
little company, snobby to everyone, and so on. Everyone knows me as Snobby Slytherin
Slime Malfoy, and I accept that name for I am.I've been beaten and bruised, used and
abused by lots of people.I don't believe in God and all that heaven crap.The golden rule
in life to me is that to be accepted in society, you have to be rich, swindle people, and
if there is a goody-two-shoes ahead of you, kill him/her (at least my father thinks so).
To live, you have to have a purpose.I don't have one set out for me, so what do I do?
Live for the day, and if that turns to shit, die then.You may think it's too dark for a 15
year old to think.But anyone would think like that, just check the stats. Korean witches
and wizards, as well as muggles have commited suicide by falling of bridges and
buildings, and most of them were in their teens, like me.
But this is what beats me.Why do they do it? Are they treated in anyway like me?
Not neccesarily.They had many different backgrounds, and had very different
families.But they died anyway.Was it pressure to do things they didn't want to do?
But I feel part of an increasing number of people, strangely, and it makes me feel
repulsed at myself.It makes me think of a song I heard being sung by a Christian
muggleborn exchange student from Australia. I don't know why....
It went something like this:
"I'm living for this cause
I lay down my life
Into Your hands
I'm living for the truth
The hope of the world
In You I'll stand
All I want is You..."
I feel perplexed at this chorus, as it has a meaning opposite to what I feel.
It may be the fact that this girl had a purpose in life, and believed in God
and the other crap that kept her thinking sanely. Unlike me, a raving mess of a
lunatic.I feel so wrong, estranged, weird.
Thus ends my story, my life, and the Malfoy line.
____________________________________________________________________
A/n: Sorry about the wait, and the crappy chapter.School resumed before I could
finish the story.I will add some other better chapters and rewrite some of them if you
guys want.I did do some research on the topic suicide, and it is true that the Koreans
have the highest number of teenage suicides.I may have repeated some topics
within the fanfics, I would be glad if you peeps told me.
Reminder: R/R, and all ok? I thank you who did, and who kept r/ring as I wrote (~_~)
As usual, no prank calls, no chickens, money appreciated. Luv yaz.
MDS