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I met a boy I have not seen in a long time. We got into a fight. My hair was long and black and straight and he pulled it. He had emo hair, dyed black. All he was wearing was black, skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and converse. My clothes were the same items but had different decorations. Late we were in a car. He said something insulting and I pushed him out the window. I felt really guilty. Later on we were lying on his bedroom floor and having a deep conversation. He had seen the recent cuts that I had done on my wrists. He did because my gel bands moved too far out of place. I ended up snuggling my face into his chest. I guess we both fell asleep, because of a panicked scream from hus mother. I was not supposed to be seeing him. My parents thought he was a drug addict but he was not. Because they confronted his parents about it they got into a fight. That is why i was not supposed to see him. I was scared and he was defending me. He did used to do drugs, but he had told me that night he had gotten over his addiction for me.

I'm being beaten and yelled at inside an elementary school by classmates that are now elementary school age and my old teachers. They tell me I'm worthless and stupid. Eventually I scream for help and then the floor rips apart to create a huge crevice. They all fall into the crevice and it closes up on them. I get up and turn around when I notice a young boy in the room. He has black hair and black clothes. His eyes are red. I ask him who he is and he tells me he's the devil. The crevice starts to open again. The boy takes my hand and leads me out of the school. Once we are outside its bright and warm. He starts leading me down the road that goes straight to my towns play ground. The school starts on fire and I hear screaming. I turn to look and I see a man. He's wearing a robe and has long brown hair. He doesn't say anything. Just follows us. Once we reach the park, the boy tells me everything will be okay. The man just stands far off but still in sight.

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