Toxic Times

Never seen or heard from ever again as what i have been told since i can remember. I almost forgotten about him, my lovely doll.

I got ready to go to school, i just need one more year and I'm finally free. Hardest part was getting through the brainwash foofools, who always try to follow those silly rules society force to be in. A select few and I actually don't give a sit and followed in our own way. Which why many people dispised us. Honest who even care, i know i can care less. Once finish ready i waited for my brother to get down so ee can go to school.

Xentor was a senior so this was his last year. Lucky bastard. What seemed like forever which was probably five minutes he comes down and race to the car. We made sure to close the door softly afraid it would wake or poor ill mother up.

We sang along to our favorite band, since radio music, to be honest, is just horrid! Well welcome to prison, because hell was probably better than this. It's only a theory, a simple guess in mind. Many people believe I'm satanic since I usually speak the truth which they hate.

Notes

I don't know if i wrote enough to satisfy your thirst since I'm doing this on my phone and I can't really tell.
Oh well. Any way enjoy