6 Day 4

Day 6 of this story which I feel very bad for the "protagonist" in.

...*pauses* I AM SO SORRY! *Bows down onto the ground* I, I honestly am really sorry you had to watch that Mr. Hay. You, you know it wasn't on purpose? Haha... Uhh, why are you looking at me like that?

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The boy held his knees while he sat in a corner of his apartment. If someone was in the room they would hear the sound of a person quietly weeping.

Then their popped up a notification on his computer. The boy lifted his head and walked towards it and finally he had sat down in front of it.

It was a messaging program called Numb. And the one who messaged him was Love In A Bottle who was one of his only friends in this dark and painful world.

He clicked on the notification and the boy read the message.

"Hey, we haven't spoken in a while so I thought it would be a good idea if I messaged you." And then there was a grinning emoji at the end of it.

The boy then wrote something that was far from how he really had it.

"Cool! I was just studying. I need to be the top of the class in the university!" A motivated emoji at the end.

There quickly was a reply. "I see. Oh yeah! I heard that there was a shooting around where you live. Are you alright?" At the end of the sentence was an emoji with worry on its face.

The boy clutched the left side of his chest where his heart was and he began to breath harder. His body began to shake as he tried to forget what had happened the other day.

But after a little while he calmed down and wrote, "Don't worry Love! I am completely fine. I wasn't even near that area at the time. Hehe." A smug emoji was at the end but overwhelming emotions could be seen on the boy's true expression.

The boy is so pitiful that even, I, feel bad for him. And he was never supposed to have a life like this. But this is the dark diary and we only tell stories of sadness and despair. Nothing more, nothing less.

But suddenly the boy takes a deep breath, he clenches his teeth, and finally slams his head on the table in front of him. Blood flows down his forehead as he continuously slams his head on the table.

After a little while he stops and walks out into the bathroom and takes out the first aid kit. He then begins to bandage up his forehead to stop the bleeding.

The boy walks out of the bathroom and falls onto the bed and his eyes close.

In another place a woman with gray hair is standing on a podium while making a speech about love and support. A lot of reporters are surrounding the podium that the old woman is standing on with cameras on their shoulders and microphones in their hands.

It is chaos as they all try to get closer and closer to the old woman who speaks of love and support. But although she speaks of the young girl who died... no one really cares about that. They all are just trying to earn money to support their greed.

Thoughts are in all of the people's head. Thoughts like, "If I get closer I can get a better picture and maybe a bonus!" "If my story about this girl gets chosen to be published how much will I earn?" And then the thought of the old woman enters the mix... "Why did a young girl have to die on my school grounds? Haa, this is really irritating."

Evil and greedy thoughts are in these people's minds. They are only interested in their benefit. And who is the one to suffer but the young girl who died and the boy who was in front of her who saw it happen.