Listening to his Rants

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I still hear him following me to the hallway. Until I felt myself got trapped against the wall and his body. He got my wrists in his hand atop my head.

I'm completely helpless.

Even with my mind clouded.

"What's wrong with you!? I just tried to make you laugh, smile and happy! And you're gonna act like hell!? Oh! Yeah right! You're a demon!"

I cringed at his words. I had my hood on so my face wouldn't be that visible. But before I knew it, he ripped off my cloak, tearing also the back of my leotard and he can see my face now. I struggled but he's too strong.

"A demon! A freaking creep who always locks up in her dark, creepy room with her matching personality! You always ruin everything! Why not ruin you freaking life instead of us!?"

I stopped struggling. I had my head on the side when I did. Tears formed. It felt like a punch. I tried to fight it but it fell down. He saw me crying. Now he know how weak I am. He dropped my wrists and left like nothing happened. I heard him mumble something. He said,"kill yourself ".

Should I?...

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