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My name is Azrael, this place home that i live in is hell, everything going trough feel like stabbing myself on the back over and over, even cutting parts of the body, this is better to be said a place for my torture, nothing will go as planned for me here, I was bought to live in this world just to be pleased and getting pain from other people in this mansion, no one will help me here not even the maid that so called family hired can torture me has they please even if i go to school, the treatment is still the same, because of Him, my brother told everybody, what in the house come and go, no one matter butt in and try stop those people.
They are filthy rich; nothing good will come out of it. For example, what I experienced in school, bullying from everyone, beatings as non-stop. I kinda pushed trough "I though that everything some point will be better" those words that he thought's only bitted him and stabbed him in the back, that brother of him found a book of sketch drawings everywhere notes proving stuff that could change a life of a person those notes bought a concept of life, something not even possible whatever you thought of it.
(Don't let this guy move from here, or you both are dead) the 2 guys that usually follow that person
The brother started running with the book, with all his strength, towards his family.
"Mother, mother,r look what that lousa monster has done. I mean,t this is a game changer,r " he responded while trying to take breath.
"What could be done? He is such a failure of a person. This would be nothing....The mother looked at that book like it was something far greater and forgotten from a millennium of the family, like she could remember seeing this book when she was young
"This is not possible, how could a mere person recreate this,s Darling?" the mother started shouting
searching for him like they discover treasure
"This is life-changing, we can do it we will do it " The Man so called Husband said
(coming back to the school)
Azrael didn't have the strength to fight back, or neither running back at his brother. He was done with all that beating he took daily. One of his brother's friends took a screwdriver out of his pocket and stabbed his knee with it, so that they knew he couldn't run away
A scream of Azrael was so agonizing that they started running away from the scene.
"They hit the nerves of the knee..... (grunt of pain ) I can't move (screaming while trying to pull the screw driver away ) "The blood is dilated everywhere
that Azrael took all his strength, he took out the screwdriver, and took his own life
"... So is this how it ends?"