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So first a note this story is probably gonna sound either familiar or basic, perhaps both anyway...
Sams pov:
I walked to my locker tucking my head into my hoodie looking down. I was desperately Trying to go unoticed from the school bullies, Trent and Luke. I rounded the corner as the last bell of the day sounded, thinking I was safe because I could see the exit. I was wrong, very, very wrong. "Sup loser," Lucas said as he stepped in front of me blocking the door, well there goes my painless freedom... "I'm talking to you moron." I completely spaced out on everything and had now not heard a word he had said. "Oh...um..s-sorry," I nervously said. "Were you avoiding me today, I missed my lil' punching bag." "No...no I wasn't avoiding y-you." As I said this Trent came up behind my back and pinned my arms behind me. As he was doing so Luke delivered a hard punch to my stomache, I whimpered in pain. "Oh is the baby gonna cry?" I was determined not to cry in front of them and give them the satisfaction. Just then I got another punch to the back of my head and a kick to my knees. I fell to the ground. "Oh the poor baby, no friends and your dad doesn't even want you." That one hurt, my father was abusive towards me and everyone knew it especially Luke because believe it or not in grade school he was my best friend. Just then a teacher came and they ran off leaving me. "Ugh," I groaned as I stood. Well I've already missed the bus, guess I'm walking. I limped out to the parking lot...
(Time skip)
I walked in the front door unnoticed as always and went up to my room, my mom always ignored the bullying and beatings and left me alone. And I was alone... I had noone, no friends, no family that cared. I contemplated killing myself multiple times in the past but always talked myself out of it, I knew deep down my mom did care she just didn't know how, atleast that's what I hoped anyway. Also It wouldn't be like this forever I swore to myself this everyday. I saved up money once school was done I was leaving I would re-invent myself and put the past behind me where it belongs.
Thinking about the new life I promised myself I fell asleep. I dreamed of a savior, someone coming and getting me out, freeing me.
"Beep. Beep. Beep," my alarm clock blared.
Well time to get up and face another day of torture.
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