Willow
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Making people laugh is a hard job. That's what your school life depends upon. You are the class clown, a staple for nonsense in class. You narrowly manage to make people laugh. It's hard, but it works. But you don't do this for giggles and laughs.
You have no social life, no friends, no girlfriend, nothing. And you do this to help your poor soul connect to people. But it's only a matter of time when you realize that reality isn't under your control.
They don't laugh with you, they laugh at you. And that doesn't come to light. Yet.
One of the most people that are fond of doing so is Willow, The popular girl. The way she talks, she teases, she laughs. It's great. But she is the one who bullies you each day, every day. Despite that, Everything lights a spark in you. A spark of hope.
Hope for what? A way to heal your mental health. A way to keep your body hidden. You see, When you were young, you were thrashed, abused and lashed with whips by your parents. Behind the facade of carefully crafted jokes and a enormous web of lies, Your reality, a numb, empty, emotionless and scarred soul rests... The scars from the whips were so deep, they never healed again. You keep them covered under a baggy hoodie, Just another way to keep your composure and not let your real side win.
But when the time finally came and you realized that this is all fake, You gave up and let your reality show true colours. A nice and pure soul, converted to a cold emotionless and insane freak who would k_ll anyone if they just look at you...
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