School: Living Hell
Home: Living Hell
Those were all the things I felt every day, since the first day of senior year. I tried making friends, but every time I did...they always left me. Even my best friend abandoned me. And to make it worse....I was bullied. Everyone at school bullied me. And the principal did nothing to stop it.
'Worthless, ugly, useless, stupid, waste of air' those were all the things they would call me. I tried to pretend that it didn't bother me, but it was like they could see right through me. That they knew they were hurting me.
Things at home were no better. My parents were always drunk and were hardly ever home. Which left me with my older sister, but she bullied me too. She would beat me, call me names, and harasses me any way she can. I started to feel like if I was gone....no one would miss me.
I was in my room sitting on my bed. Holding my (f/c) pillow and crying like there was no tomorrow. I was thinking about killing my self. I couldn't take my life anymore. All the bullying, and no one helping to stop it. I felt...worthless. I here my laptop come on and look at it. It was open to a chat called Cleverbot. I thought it may have been a prank from my sister, and continued sobbing.
I was traveling through the internet looking for my latest victim, or at least a hot girl to spy on. I was just going through minding my own business when I hear...crying? It sounded like a girl was crying, and crying pretty hard. I let my curiosity take over and follow the sound.
The next thing I knew I was in some girls laptop. And I could a girl with (h/c)(h/l) hair, (s/c) skin, and she was wearing baggy clothes that looked too big for her. She was squeezing a (f/c) pillow and was crying her eyes out. I decided to use cleverbot to try and talk to her. She looked at her computer and went right back to crying. But she lifted her head just enough her beautiful face. That I'm would look even more beautiful without blood-shot eyes and tear stained cheeks.
When cleverbot failed, I jumped out of her laptop and hide at the end of her bed, trying to stay hidden. I didn't want to scare her, cause than she would alert the other people in the house I would end up getting more than I bargained for. 'Ok 3...2...1' I counted down in my head. "Why are crying?" I asked. There was moment of silence before I repeated myself. "B-Because....I'm worthless." she answered. Why does she feel worthless. She's pretty hot for someone that feels that way. That's when I get a perverted thought. A few actually. "You know...I can help you feel better." I said with a perverted grin on my face.
"Why are you crying?" asked a voice. It sounded like a boy. "Why are you crying?" he repeated. "B-Because....I'm worthless." I answered. There was a moment of silence before he broke it. "You know...I can help you feel better." he said. "H-How?" I asked. I started to calm down a little. "You'll see, but you have to promise not to scream." "Ok, I guess."
The next thing I knew there was a boy right in front of me. But he wasn't normal. He was dressed like Link from Legend of Zelda, and had red and black eyes with blood coming from them. Then I remembered him from a creepypasta article I read. Ben Drowned. Despite being scared, I kept my promise. And didn't scream. "Are you gonna kill me?" I asked. "No. I told you I was gonna make you feel better. Besides your too pretty to kill." he said. I blushed a little. "Now lets get started. But your gonna have to put the pillow down." I almost forgot I had a pillow in my arms. So I did what I was told and set it down to the side.
Once the pillow was down, he hooked the top of my shirt and pulled it down. Exposing some cleavage. "Pervert!" I said hitting him in the head with a pillow. "Hey, watch the hat girly." he protested. I covered my chest and scooted away from him. "How the hell is that suppose make me feel better?" I asked. "You said you felt worthless, so I was gonna make you feel not worthless." "Go be a pervert somewhere else." "Will you at least tell me your name?" "(Name)." "I'm Ben. And I guess I'll see you tomorrow (Name)." "Tomorrow?" "Why? You doing something?" "No." "Great. See you tomorrow."
And with that he just...disappeared.