Why Me? (1)

Chapter 1~

It has been...how long? Oh yeah over a week since I have cut last. My mom and step-dad are...so...rude! My step-dad, Sean, likes to yell at me for no reason! Why? I don't know! Now my mom...she doesn't care! I can kill myself and she won't care! Like who does that? Her. She does that.
  And the bullies. Don't get me started. They are the worse. I just want to...kill them all. I want to see them suffer the way I do. I don't know what I'm doing...but I cant stop think about killing them...
"Julia? Hello?" My friend, Sammy, broke the spell I was under. I am in a daydream most of the time. Lucky that I  have at least a friend, so when the teacher, Ms. Moody, my history teacher; doesn't send me to detention again.
I whispered to Sammy "thanks. Now what are we doing?" She giggled softly. And handed me her paper. Luckily we are in the back of the class while Ms. Moody doesn't see us as often, but she sure hates me.
"Here," she whispers quietly "just copy this down. I already now this sh!t" she says with a small smile on her face. I honestly probably would be held back and dead if she wasn't here.
I smiled back softly and whispers "thanks. I owe you one," then I started working.

       How can Sammy be so nice to me? When I'm so different?
25 MINUTES LATER....
The bell rang. Freedom. I really hate this school and the people in it. I grabbed my backpack and ran to my lockers before Ms. Moody could stop me. I ran as fast iicould. Okay, maybe not as fast as I could. I just fast walked. If I ran I will get more detention. And I want to get out of this hėll hole as fast as I can.
I put in my pass code in for my locker, put my books in, grabbed everything else I need, closed my locker, turned around...
BAM!
I feel to the ground. I looked up and saw, Jason, the captain of the football team. One of my biggest bullies. "Look who we got here... Julia Autumn Jones..." He said this a huge grin on his face.
I tried getting up, but the quarter back, Andy, was holding me down. "Let me go..." I mumbled. I wanted to go. I don't want any more bruises and cuts. Besides Sean will make it worse. He was in the army for 20 years, so he is huge and is strong.
I struggled again, but Andy's grip on my arms got tighter. I winced.
"Why leaving so soon? When the fun is just getting stared?" He says. While his grin gets bigger, then he looks at Andy "let's go to the woods, so no one can hear her scream. As if anyone cares anyway." Andy nodded and picked me up and threw me over his shoulders. I winced in the pain I already am in. Then he threw me hard in the lockers and I blacked out. I'd this the end? Or is it just the beginning?

A/N: I'm sorry its so short! I am doing this with no paper or anything! This came to the top of my head! And if you haven't thought of it...yes it is a Creepypasta story. I have nothing to do except breath and sit. So I am doing this! I really hope you guys like it! I'm sorry if it is horrible! Or bad. If you want me too message me one time and give me advice what you want in the story! Or I can make and Creepypasta x Reader. Anyways...just message me and I will do my best! Killer promise~