Sp kyleMy name is Kyle Brofloski Im a nerdy ginger jew i get beat up at school even my own boyfriend beats me he tells me he has to keep up with his reputation at the end of the day i feel like im almost dead. The only person i feel like i can trust is Kenny he is always there for me no matter what sometimes i wonder if i was with kenny it would be better. But im scared of stan going after me so i just stay silent.
Sometimes i wonder if death would be better. I dont talk as much as i used to and i barley wiegh a thing because i dont eat to much anymore. If i did more people would go after me. I'm tired and beat when my mom asks were all the brusies come from i just tell her im a clutz if i told her the truth she would probably start a war and i dont want that happing again. For the life of me i cant stop cutting it makes some of the pain go away for a while so i enojoy it i know it sounds strange but i just want to feel something other then hate but id rather feel pain then nothing at all so
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A/N im very glad people liked the first chapter so i could continue this QuQ
i do not own south park
He was standing right beside me on some kind of yard where was a party. Many children laughing and having fun
'till we where seen by some boys.
''Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing here?'' yelled some fat kid towards us
''Yeah, you weren't invited, new kid.''
''And neither were you, Pip!''
''Yes. I tried to tell Da-'' I was cutted off by the boy beside me who was wearing all black who looked at the three boys
infront of us.
''Wait a minute! Give me a chance. I want to do something special for your party.'' he turned towards me and taps my shoulder
with his eyes looking like they had fire in them. And after that...there was burning pain and i was launched at the sky, after
some time i was falling towards the ground and everything looked blurry....then there was nothing.
I sat up from my bed with sweat coming down from m
Damien Pip-SleepyDamien has always been a mystery to me. I don't completely understand him, or completely trust him. I don't think anyone can completely understand him, not even his own father. Thinking about it, I do remember him telling me that his father was almost never around him. Perhaps that means that it's impossible to understand the Anti-Christ.Damien Pip-Sleepy6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Though I do think that I understand something that just about everyone knows. Damien is impatient, violent, and he does what he wants, whenever he wants, because no one will get in his way. Especially me, mostly because it's quite impossible for me to turn down someone from entering my home, unless it's a thief. My bloody good manners won't let me. Sometimes, I wish that the old escaped criminal chap hadn't had me learn to be a proper gentleman.
Especially since it's because of my good manners that Damien is in my home and on my couch. It isn't that odd, though. He just pops up on my doorstep whenever he's bored and wishes for me to entertain him some