I am in the kitchen. I am starring at my scar again. It is so brown against my white skin. I hate it. It shows people how immature I was back then. It is so noticeable. I wish I could turn back time. It was midnight. I heard footsteps. I quickly run to my room. My mom opened my room door right as I jumped in bed. I didn't want them to put me in a mental hospital. I am fine. It is just this scar. I wake to the sound of my alarm bell. It is time for school. I slowly get dressed. I go downstairs and I can hear my mom and dad talking about what had happened last night. I tell them goodbye and leave as fast as I could. I barely ate at all. I just eat a meal a day. I don't want to become anymore hideous than I already am. I have lots of issues and I can identify them. That is the good part. I walk through the school's doors. I can see groups of kids talking, some kids kissing, others just being dumb. I hate this one kid in particular. His name is Weasley. At least that is what everyone calls him. He sees me staring and hollers to his gang. They all circle me. They start shouting names and pulling up my arm that had the scar. I had a secret talent. I could make anything I want to happen. That was part of the deal. I made a scar on my body and I would be granted powers. I instantly thought of all of them being eaten alive by worms. Suddenly they all stop. They start screaming like the little wimps they are. Their flesh starts peeling. They start worming all over the ground. They start bleeding on the ground. They scream for mercy. I run into a classroom. I hide in the corner. Why was I like this? Why can't I just end this? The torture. It was the demon in me not myself. It hated everyone. Including me. I made a decision. I ran outside. We had a bridge. It was surprisingly tall. It even had water under it. But the water was very shallow. I jump over the rail. As I am plummeting to my death, I remember what I was leaving behind. I was making a sacrifice. Though I knew that I had killed the kids. I had no powers. There was no demon. Just the scar.
I am warning you now. Most of my stories are PG-13. For gore and that is about it. love this one. It has a total twist. Enjoy!
