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Panting I ran to catch the school bell.
Watching my feet so I didn't trip over as I ran. Opening the classroom door and quietly sitting down.
'No one bothered to look at me'.
I took out my books and started writing down what was on the white board at the front of the class.
As the day progressed, it turned out like every other school day.
I pretend like the reason no one likes me is because they are just jealous that I'm different, they're jealous because I'm not like everyone else.
I'm unique.
I'm special.
Soon it was time to go home and I caught the bus as usual. Then walked home.
'Wouldn't it be funny to kill something?'
I looked to the side of me.
A cat.
"Here kitty kitty" I bent down and put my hand out for the cat to come closer.
It purred against my hand and it snuggled up to me.
I half smiled and slowly (trying not to scare the cat) pulled a blue pen from my pocket.
In one quick motion I stabbed the cats belly.
It screamed and tried to protect itself but I pinned it down and forced the pen into its neck.
It slowly settled down and died.
I got my phone out and took photos of the animal.
Once I was finished and happy I wipped the blood on my pants before heading home.
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"(Y/N)?, what happened?, why are you bleeding?" My mother rushed over to me.
"It's not my blood" I simply said and walked into the bathroom to have a shower.
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As I was getting out of the shower I heard a knock at the door.
I put on a shirt and underwear that I put on the towel rack beforehand.
"Yeah?" I said and locked the door.
"Open the door"
"..."
"(Y/N) please open the door"
"..."
"Fine, just listen to me"
"...okay" I said in a low voice.
"I'm your mother and I love you, but... I think you need some help"
I frowned.
"I looked on your phone...."
"And?" I said.
"How many animals have you killed? on your phone there are all kinds of dead birds, dogs, cats and I couldn't even identify what the others were" she said.
I smiled.
"How many?" She asked again.
"...I don't know..." I said, and I was being honest.
I didn't know how many animals I had killed, I just ...did it without thinking.
"(Y/N), please talk to me again"
"Why?" I asked in a quiet voice.
"Why?! You're my daughter and I care about you!"
"Then don't send me away!" I screamed in sudden anger, I was leaning against the door.
"Honey... I'm not going to send you away, I'm just... I'm just saying you should see someone, they can help you"
I opened the door and walked past her.
"I don't want help" I said and she looked at me with tears in her eyes.
I walked to my room and went to bed without dinner.
But I couldn't sleep.
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