TheAntiDeviant

This is the story of the boy who was hated, by those whom he didn't even know their name. Meek, weak, humiliated, discriminated, all for a few laughs between friends. Music up loud, on the bus every morning, but still, through the screaming he could hear what they say. Insulting his looks, his beliefs, his ways, Such things as "EMO", "Go cut", and "OMG are you gay?" Few friends, not enough. Small cuts, not enough. Master plan, too much Unable to cry from these sad eyes. Tears of blood, crying to die Draw a knife, end their life. Revenge with cold steel. As their blood sprays the walls, as their bodies fall, a smile upon h