1 Unnecessary Information/How I Died

My name is Emmett Law, I live in a cramped trailer in a town no one's ever heard of.

The people in the state I live in are known for being idiotic, racist hillbillies who have incestuous relations with their family members... I don't care for stereotypes.

My family has been in a rough spot since as long as I can remember, my mom and dad split up when I was really young, he ended up in prison for selling drugs, mostly narcotics. we were poor, but we were able to get by.

My life wasn't too bad though, my parents both loved me and I didn't mind being poor, you kind of get used to it. though I only had a few friends they were all nice didn't judge me like most people.

there were a few things I hated about my life, small things first

1. People often thought I was named after Emmett in twilight even though the DAMN BOOKS came out after I was born

2. I like men, don't get me wrong I like women as well, but I guess that doesn't really change anything.

3. I am an atheist, now not only homophobes hate me but everyone else does too.

Regardless it doesn't matter, I'm dying, bleeding out without a care in the world. I only hope that if there is an afterlife, that there's good music there, cause I'm on a highway to hell.

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School was pretty much unbearable, the only reason I stayed sane was because of band during 7th period.

I get bullied alot, but I'm no victim, despite only being in the ninth grade I was 6'1 and had a strong build and stature. However I'm not athletic by any means, I'm just saying that it would be hard to bully me without getting a broken nose, and that brings us to our story.

It was near the end of the school day and I needed to go to the bathroom, Looking in the mirror I examined my face. Blue eyes with a greenish yellow center with shadows under them from lack of sleep, my hair was fluffy and it's color could be debated between brownish-blonde and light brown, the hair itself was parted over my right eye with pretty long bangs considering that my hair only went to the middle of my neck. my face was ruggish with full cheeks and the startings of a beard with a deep frown, I could easily be mistaken for someone in their late twenties.

"Hey fag" I hear an asshole "Hey asshole" I called back, yes I know this banter is immature, but were kids, we can afford to be immature. This asshole was Nick, but his name don't matter because after I'm through it will be a few weeks before he gets out of the E.R. "your face is an asshole!" and that's mason, the worlds worst with comebacks. He also happens to be Nick's cronie. Nick and his cronies are the least of my problems which will come from his parents trying to sue me for whatever reason. They won't be able to, but they'll try.

Turning around I punch mason's face laying him flat *that would have been impressive, but anyone could lay out mason* turning I recieve a punch from the asshole of the day which I shrug off. Grabbing Nick's head I slam his face into the ground taking his feet out from under him, proceeding to stomp the shit out of him until I feel a sharp pain in my back. turning around I see mason with a bloody knife in his hand "Shit!" I slam my foot into his sternum hearing a crack, he is knocked of his feet with a wheeze. I feel myself starting to get woozy colapsing on the floor, I'm dying, bleeding out. atleast those shebs(asses in mandalorian) will probably be held accountable I think while loosing consciousness.

I wake up seeing a beige, roundish cieling.