Aarmau High School Story

Prologue

<<<APHMAU'S POV>>>

"GET UP, YOU STUPID POTATO!" Dad roared.

Immediately I got up off of my broken springy mattress and I ran into the bathroom to avoid a beating for Dad. Yeah, my home life isn't the best...I'm beaten by my Dad, it's always been like that since I can remember. I can't remember much of my childhood and I didn't have any friends when I was a child, I still don't now...I'm Aphmau, Aphmau Phoenix. I attend the local High School called Phoenix Drop High. I'm bullied at school too; people just seem to love picking on me and I don't know why...it's not like I have ever done anything wrong!

"You always do everything wrong. Everyone is right about you, you're a coward and a worthless stupid potato."

I clutched my head in agony. The voice in my head always taunts me and drives me around the bend...depression really does take it's toll on people, that's for sure...I treated my wounds and bandaged myself up. I have many cuts, scars and bruises all over my body. The scars will forever haunt me...Dad has scarred so many words on my skin:

- Freak
- Ugly
- Potato
- Unwanted
- Invisible
- Stupid
- Weak
- Short
- Fat
- Disgrace
- Unlovable

There are so many more scars; I sighed as I put on my clothes. I'm always wearing the same clothes, I don't have any other clothes. All my clothes were either too small, wrecked and bloodied. Dad doesn't let me wash my clothes, otherwise I get punished with the whip...my Dad tortures me and beats me. He's sick in the head!

"HURRY UP, YOU IDIOT! IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW, I'LL BE BEATING THE HEAD OFF OF YOU!" Dad roared.

Quickly I got dressed, grabbed my backpack and phone, running downstairs immediately. I tripped on something and hit my face off the door. I clutched my nose in pain as my Dad howled in laughter.

"Now, get out before I beat you with the metal baseball bat." Dad growled.

As fast as lightening, I grabbed my hoodie threw it on with my mask that covers my eyes and nose before running out the house and stopped running when I got out of the run down estate. I sighed, life...it kills. I put my earphones in and began listening to my music; Bring Me To Life was on and I blared my earphones at the highest volume. I really wish someone would bring me to life. Well that's not going to happen anytime soon, no one has ever really put a smile on my face. Well, there is one person who can...and always has.

PING. I looked down and it's a text message from FC! I immediately checked my text.

'Hey, Shu. I missed you on dungeons and dragons this weekend :(' - FC

I smiled; someone who really does genuinely care about me. I have been talking to FC for about two almost three years now. I met him online when I was fourteen and I'm now sixteen years of age, almost seventeen.

'Hey, FC. Sorry, I had been very busy the weekend. I had family over.' - Shu

I sighed. Yet again, another lie from me...FC doesn't know about the abuse I suffer at home, nobody does. I'm all alone in this world when it comes to life...no one is really here with me in person to help me, I doubt they could help a lost cause like me anyway.

'It's no problem, Shu. Are you coming on  this week?' - FC

My Dad works until nine pm sometimes past that if I'm extremely lucky! It doesn't stop me from skipping a beating though if it did I'd be crying tears of happiness. That'll never happen...my life will never change.