☆This will be a Nightmare x Reader story☆
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Trigger warning:
-Cussing
-Violence
-Blood
-Death
-Abuse
-Bullying
If you are not comfortable with these, then I suggest you don't read this book.
♧Y/N is not the most popular soul in tow...
You sigh as you drag yourself out of bed, grabbing an old pair of jeans and a f/c long-sleeve shirt as the fight with your 'Parents' continues. You head to the bathroom to get dressed. While there, your soul floats out of your chest as you stare down at it numbly, taking in the sight. Your soul trait is kindness, so the colour is a light green, but for some reason, your magic comes out as f/c. That's actually why f/c is your favourite colour, there's something cool about the oddness of it. There's also a large pitch-black, jagged, scar crossing from the right side of your soul right through to the middle. That's probably what causes your magic colour to be the colour it is, but you digress.
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(A/N: The picture isn't the prettiest, but this is the basic idea for your soul.)
You don't know why your soul is like this, but all you know is that it's caused plenty of trouble for you. For some reason, though, you couldn't bring yourself to hate it. It's not your soul's fault for being defective or the reason people hated you- at least you don't think. The truth is that no one's ever seen your soul. No matter where you went or how you acted, people always gave you this look of sorts. They'd stare at you and whisper behind your back when they thought you couldn't hear. They would always try to avoid you. And anyone who didn't avoid you sought you out to torment you. They treated you as if you were lower than dirt, as if you didn't belong.
Shaking those evil thoughts away, you decide to head off to school early. It's Friday, so if you get the day over with quickly, the sooner you can leave. You think to yourself unenthusiasticly.
Making your way downstairs you try to avoid the crossfire of your 'Parents' fight, one of your parents screeching pierces your ears causing a headache to quickly grow. They were fighting bout something stupid again, you'd think they stayed together cause they loved the fights. You make yourself as invisible as possible, grabbing the bag you had packed last night and slipping out of the house unseen. As you make your way to school, you plug in your headphones and start to listen to some music. Music is a getaway, a nice escape from reality. As you're listening to music, there's still a couple of hours till school starts. Your parents had woken up especially early today, maybe that's what the fight was about, regardless they couldn't care less for who else was in the house with them. So, you decide to head to the park where your tree is.
You discovered this tree while being chased by some kids from your school a couple of years ago. When you decided to head off track and into the dense forest, your reminded of the rumours: anyone who enters never returns, and only those who are intending to take their lives go there. Well, that was half right. You'd seen a couple of bodies in there from time to time. All the deaths pointed to suicide, so there was no need to worry about some psycho, serial killer. At first, it scared you to see all those rotting corpses, but over time, you've become numb to the sight of death.
