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I laid there, my face jammed into my already wet pillow. I sobbed, my hips were raised and my Father's private part was pressed against my entrance.

"Stop!" My head shot up at the new voice that joined in, my father audibly growled. "Get off the boy and come here." I saw a pit-bull police officer standing in the doorway. My father stepped away and I continued to stare, unable to snap out of what ever I fell into. Before I knew what was happening I was being pushed into a police car. "It's ok kid, were here." The police tried to comfort me, but I felt lost...all this was like a dream.

"Hey kid?" My vision was blurring and the room was spinning. I turned my head the room was spinning faster I could barely make out anything around me. I opened my mouth and heaved, only to be meet with empty heaves. I kept on trying, my body shook and I kept on heaving. My body shook more ferociously and spit dripped from my mouth in a thick line. My mouth burned and my stomach churned, the police officer yelled something as something warm and sticky rolled from my mouth. I started to cough shaking, warm liquid sprayed from mouth and I hacked out clots of something warm. "Someone get help!" I heard someone scream. My hands gripped my head and I sunk my claws into my acing head. My vision started to blur and black dots clouded my vision and everything faded to black.

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That was three years ago, they said I had a panic attack, I had woke up in a hospital, they held me there for a few months. Asking me questions and checking my mental stability. I just barely got out of there, Streak took me in, I was happy. I finally had a warm bed, clean clothes, and a warm shower with warm food. I flipped open my math book and adjusted my glasses on the brim of my nose. I stared down at the math problem with tried, half lidded eye's and started to work it out. I was going to spend another shit ass day with all those god-damn fakers, show offs, and bullies. I wasn't fake, I knew that I was a loser, a nerd, an outcast. I didn't need anything more, or anything less. While people complained about grades, or shit like having detention. I almost got rapped by my father but, I guess I have it easy. No sense of making a fuss about it now, what happened has happened. I got up and flicked on my phone while pacing the room in a circle. I ripped off my glasses and threw them onto my nightstand, cursing as my phone shocked my hand. I jammed on my black converse and same long tan pants and my baggy sweat shirt, same color and style when I was little, only bigger. I snatched my glasses back up and jammed my phone into my pocket. I hadn't seen Razor at all- well not that he picked on me now, thought I did get cussed out for playing my music on the bus...

But that was in the past, no need to worry about it now. I snatched up my same old broken backpack and put it on, charging out to face the world, or school. I ran towards the bus stop only to see the bus roar past, I yelled waving my hands for the bus to stop and chased after it. People in the back of the bus were laughing and pointing out the windows. One even just had to throw a banana at me which, I slipped on. I rubbed the bruise tenderly with my hand. I sat up and out of the corner of my eye I saw a bike. Jumping on the bike that someone just left outside, I peddled after the bus, my legs pushing me faster and faster. I wish we had like flying cars or jet shoes. Something like that! Then catching this bus would be far easier. There wasn't any stops after me so there way I could get on now that I've lost were it went. I jumped off the bike and held up the necklace Shiny gave to me all those years ago.

"Chaos Warm!" I yelled and as soon as I could blink I was inside the bus and time was going at 10 billion milliseconds a second. Soon speed and time started up at there normal space. I smirked and nuzzled into my backpack as I sat alone staring out the window. There wasn't shit to do here, there wasn't even a fucking Six flags... I just got my computer and did what ever I wanted. As we pulled up to school, I heard murmurs of my in the back of the bus, taking about how there parents said, what ever and such. I walked out of the bus and into the hallway's, this is were people get beat up on a daily basics. I walked into Science and then we learned about bullshit all the way to math, were I got another U and a note home. I don't care at all, I mean what's so important about math if your going to have a job that didn't have to do with finding 'Billy ate 2 cookies if there's 15 cookies left, explain how many he had starting out.' I mean really! Anyway when it came to P.E. I painstakingly changed while other guys scream that if they looked at some one changing, there gay. Gay was used for everything now I mean you eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and your called gay. I don't even care now, the only class I really focused on was Science. When my day was over and I drifted asleep on the couch I purred as warmth pulsed from the couch and I drifted off to meet with Shiny.

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Mephy was ummmm errrrr,oh yeah! He was eleven then three years, he's fourteen. Any do read and review. I'm so sleepy that I didn't pre read, so sorry

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