I just read a Fic made sa pamamagitan ng iPhyscic about Mike killing himself, so I was in the mood for making a dark one-shot fanfic... Personally, I think I'm getting good at these! Do u think I'm a good writer?
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Anyway, here we go!
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What would happen if I died?:Mikes point of view.
My life is a living nightmare.
No one wants me or loves me.
All they do is stop and stare and say 'Hey! There's that crazy freak!'
They never appreciate the real me.
They never look past my physcotic appearance..
They never look Into my heart.
I feel neglected..
I feel sad...
I feel depressed..
Only one thing comes to my mind when I wake up every day..
Death..
That's the only way..
The only way I can Make all the pain go away..
The only way to end it all..
Knives are drawn while I am hidden..
I gaze into the silver blade.
It mocks me with it's power of cutting and slicing..
It mocks me with it's power of murder..
Down,Down,Down it goes.
Lower and lower to my awaiting wrists..
I start to pity myself..
Why? Why must my life be a never ending trail of torture, hate, and misunderstandings?
Even if I do die this day..
Even if my dark, juicy, blood drips down my skinny arm and onto the carpet..
What would happen?
Would I be found?
Would people weep?
Would salty tears of sadness drip down the faces of enemies and family?
Would I lay dead 6 feet under?
But, who would care?
Who cares about that freaky kid who has madami than one personality?
Who cries tears of depression every night..
Waiting for the araw that he could start his life all over again?
Who regrets the araw he was born..
The kutsilyo is dropped..
No blood is shed...
Just the power of my thoughts are poured out..
Like an icy waterfall, flowing down a mountain on a chilly winter morning...
The actions of others keep me up..some keep me down...
Just one thing comes to mind...
What would happen if I died?
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Anyway, here we go!
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What would happen if I died?:Mikes point of view.
My life is a living nightmare.
No one wants me or loves me.
All they do is stop and stare and say 'Hey! There's that crazy freak!'
They never appreciate the real me.
They never look past my physcotic appearance..
They never look Into my heart.
I feel neglected..
I feel sad...
I feel depressed..
Only one thing comes to my mind when I wake up every day..
Death..
That's the only way..
The only way I can Make all the pain go away..
The only way to end it all..
Knives are drawn while I am hidden..
I gaze into the silver blade.
It mocks me with it's power of cutting and slicing..
It mocks me with it's power of murder..
Down,Down,Down it goes.
Lower and lower to my awaiting wrists..
I start to pity myself..
Why? Why must my life be a never ending trail of torture, hate, and misunderstandings?
Even if I do die this day..
Even if my dark, juicy, blood drips down my skinny arm and onto the carpet..
What would happen?
Would I be found?
Would people weep?
Would salty tears of sadness drip down the faces of enemies and family?
Would I lay dead 6 feet under?
But, who would care?
Who cares about that freaky kid who has madami than one personality?
Who cries tears of depression every night..
Waiting for the araw that he could start his life all over again?
Who regrets the araw he was born..
The kutsilyo is dropped..
No blood is shed...
Just the power of my thoughts are poured out..
Like an icy waterfall, flowing down a mountain on a chilly winter morning...
The actions of others keep me up..some keep me down...
Just one thing comes to mind...
What would happen if I died?
So,so what,I'm still a rockstar,I got my rock moves,and I don't need you played the music.As Heather flicked her leg up,the door opened.Heather squinted to make out who that person was.The girl's brown hair blown and she had a gray and white striped shirt.She also had oliba green stretchie pants and tanned skin.Heather walked up to her "Hi!I'm Heather"."Whatever"replied the other girl.Heather's face went straight.The tanned girl put her bag on the bench and turned off the music."This is my turn now,so beat it!"the tanned girl replied."If I don't??"Heather sinabi with a harsh tone in her voice."Well" she began."I will have my lawyers sue you!!" .Heather stared at her with a icy glare "You can't sue me!!I was here first"She sinabi standing up for herself.The other girl,Courtney sighed.She couldn't get Heather to break."Whatever"implied Courtney ."Its a dump anyways"she finished.Courtney walked out with attitude.Heather knew this girl was trouble, lots of trouble
Name: Dustin LeDeimon
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, or L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), emo clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an emo whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat emo whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, or L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), emo clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an emo whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat emo whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
I don't own this picture, but it's pretty much what he looks like. Lol.
Harold got up from his Mother's couch. "If i was a dragon-flyer, I'd want to be Zonarah. He's the most muscular and smartest male 'DF'" At that moment Duncan swung the door open. "Hey nerd!" He chuckled as he stood up straight. " Ready?" "For what?"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"
Gwen:
It was May, and school was almost over. Thank God I thought to myself as I was listening to my iPod while my Math teacher was talking about algebra I think. When school was done I would be going to a new school, Russel High School. That was one of the snotty rich kid schools and I would be one of the only goth people there, and probably the least popular again.
“Gwen Manson are you listening…..” My teacher said.
“Ya sure,”
“Then what is the answer…”
“O. um….” I just sat there confused and looked at the board.. okay x divided a equals e times y which is…..um….. I sat there tapping my pencil thinking hard
“Okay apparently you aren’t listening it equals x12”
A/N: I’m not in high school so I just did something random
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A few months has passed and it was now summer and school will start up in a few weeks woohoo
It was May, and school was almost over. Thank God I thought to myself as I was listening to my iPod while my Math teacher was talking about algebra I think. When school was done I would be going to a new school, Russel High School. That was one of the snotty rich kid schools and I would be one of the only goth people there, and probably the least popular again.
“Gwen Manson are you listening…..” My teacher said.
“Ya sure,”
“Then what is the answer…”
“O. um….” I just sat there confused and looked at the board.. okay x divided a equals e times y which is…..um….. I sat there tapping my pencil thinking hard
“Okay apparently you aren’t listening it equals x12”
A/N: I’m not in high school so I just did something random
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A few months has passed and it was now summer and school will start up in a few weeks woohoo
HEATHER POV: Ugh! Where that blond bimbo got 2? "There you are!" i smiled sweetly as linds & the newby came ova.
COURTNEY POV: Linds took me 2 the front of the skool building. We c a girl with long, black hair, wearing the sluttiest outfit i'd ever seen! "Um, hi" i sinabi nicely. "U r?" she asked me, "Oh im courtney. U r?" i asked. "Heather. I c ure the "new" girl" she said, "Yh" i replied. "So, you guna hang around wiv me?" she asked "Sure", "Gr8! C u l8r! Bye!" she walks off. Wt hav i lt myslf in 4???
TBC..
COURTNEY POV: Linds took me 2 the front of the skool building. We c a girl with long, black hair, wearing the sluttiest outfit i'd ever seen! "Um, hi" i sinabi nicely. "U r?" she asked me, "Oh im courtney. U r?" i asked. "Heather. I c ure the "new" girl" she said, "Yh" i replied. "So, you guna hang around wiv me?" she asked "Sure", "Gr8! C u l8r! Bye!" she walks off. Wt hav i lt myslf in 4???
TBC..
HEATHER'S POV: Uh, another BORING araw of school. I walked to the main door with my BFF, the dumb, pretty blonde, Lindsay. "Who is that?!" she asked me, "How the hell am i meant 2 know? Go and ask HER!"
COURTNEY'S POV: I cant believe how scary this school is. I, i know im the "new" girl and everything but..."Who are u?" a blonde came running ova 2 me, shouting. "Im courtney," i introduced myself "the new girl", "ok, bye" she ran off.
HEATHER'S POV: "She's Courtney, a TOTALLY new girl" lindsay sinabi
TBC...
COURTNEY'S POV: I cant believe how scary this school is. I, i know im the "new" girl and everything but..."Who are u?" a blonde came running ova 2 me, shouting. "Im courtney," i introduced myself "the new girl", "ok, bye" she ran off.
HEATHER'S POV: "She's Courtney, a TOTALLY new girl" lindsay sinabi
TBC...
