Sabrina's pov
I guess im going to a sleepover? I'm seventeen, but who cares. Im a child by heart, and thats something no one can forget. The next period starts, as we go to the computer lab. I sit down on my seat, and turn on the PC. I sigh, as the computer goes on. I smile and go on to microsoft paint. Thank lord the teacher maid our seats permanent. (Y/N) was sitting next to someone else, but I didnt mind. I simply go on to microsoft paint, and continue my drawing. A few paper balls were thrown on me, but I didnt have any reason to care. It didnt affect me till a certain point where I grabbed the paper ball, and I threw it away into the dustbin. I yawn, feeling exhausted, but continue to finish my drawing. Im done! This took a few days, I raise my hand to show the teacher my great creation of her. "Excuse me miss?" "Yes, Sabrina?" She walks over "I have been willing to show you this, do you like it?" "Oh my gosh, Sabrina! This is wonderful, thank you, child!" She ruffles my hair as I chuckle "no problem" a kid looks at my drawing "seriously??? Its as ugly as her!!" She laughs. A small 'ugh' escapes from my mouth as the teacher goes "now, now, child. You do not say such things about others, for Sabrina could be going through enough already. Ok, child?" "Sorry Sabrina.." she says, failing to mean it and it seems like she is trying not to die out of laughter. "I forgive you" I say back, smiling softly. I save the drawing as the class ends.
  ~time skip by E.J~
Finally home time. I pack my things including my sketchbook, and zip up my bag. I notice (Y/N) is already done, as I smile to myself. The teacher tells us to make a line, as I go to the teacher with (Y/N) right behind me. He is... cute... and really rare for her appearances. I haven't met too many people that kind ever since dad killed mom.... we start moving, as we are outside. All of a sudden, I fall down with a massive 'thump!' Sound. I try to get up, but fail as someone hits me down "ha! Weak, and worthless." He then kicks me on the stomach, as I grunt loudly. "W-what do you want this time....?" He slaps me, as blood escapes. I then get up and run, as he finally gets me and pins me to the wall "A-AH!! SOMEONE HELP!" "No one is here to help, you little bitch!!" He then kicks my stomach, as I scream. Tears escape as he throws me down and kicks me. He was using me like I was a useless toy.  I was crying and screaming for help, but (Y/N) had already went. I hate being immortal when the world hates you. I manage to stand up and run to the exit, with the bully's chasing me. "NNHHH.." the more I ran, the more it hurt. I was at a forest, still running "haah...haah..." a rock was in my way as I trip over "oof!" I turn back, backing away from those bitches. "Now.. time for action" the bully says, as he takes off his shirt. "U-uh?!?!?!" My blush goes crazy. I fucking wish (Y/N) was here. His friend's pin me down, revealing my breast "this is gonna be fun.." the entire time I screamed and grunted, screaming for help. I kept on struggling, trying to get him away. Nothing worked. I then was left on the groud, naked, and crying "w-why?!" As I put my clothes back on, I finally reach home "haah...haah.." I look around the house, to check if my dad was here "look here you little *hic* bitch" I quickly turn to see that he was drunk. I slightly gulp, as I weakly go "h-h-hello d-dad..." "what the FUCK did you just call me?" "S-SIR! Welcome b-back s-sir!" "Thats right you little bitch." I smile weakly as he pulls me by the hair "where the fuck where you, you little shit?" "I-i was at the forest...." I say with the worst look, but he still slaps me. In my point of view, the world is just never ending pain. "WHY WHERE YOU AT THE FOREST YOU BITCH?!?!?" He hits his bottle on me, as I hopelessly scream "I-IM SORRY! I-IT WONT HAPPEN A-AGAIN!!" the bottle piercings literally dig deeper into my skin, which cause me to hold on to the carpet tighter and tear up, dad then kneels down as I look up to him with tears, I look up to him and stare into his lifeless blue eyes. he then slaps me hard and leaves. I couldn't stand up, but tried and succeeded. the glass touches together causing me to scream. then I go upstairs to my room which felt like years. I then take a look at the piercing, taking off my shirt till my waist "fuck......" I groan, as I get a message from (Y/N) saying "hey! when are you coming over??" I sigh, and smile to myself "it might take a while. but I will try to be quick ^^" I reply back, as I get another reply saying "awwwww! please come quuiiiccckkk~" "hehe, ok you 6 year old!" I chuckle to how cute he acts, as I get ready trying my best to hide the painful scars. "ugh.. he may find out." I say to myself. I then shake my head and take a deep breath, as the pain quickly washes away but I still cant get out the piercing. I let a small "ugh" escape once again, as I go to check if my dad was home. gladly not. I then reach for the door. luckily I was able to get their adress from them, so I start texting them saying "im coming over! im almost there" "yaaay~!" they text back, as I smile to their adorableness. I then reach their place, as I knock on the door "hello?" a tall woman answers "hello, child! are you Sabrina?" "yes, ma'am!" "how wonderful! Please do come inside!" she was really nice to me, it reminded me of my mom. "(Y/N), sweety! Your friend is here!" "c-coming mom!" he quickly rushes downstairs "Sabrina!" he says, with a wide grin. I smile, saying "hello, (Y/N!)" the father appears "oh, hello! are you (Y/N's friend!" "y-yes, sir!" I give a childish smile, as he says "ah, how old are you, dear?" "im 17." did he just call me dear? "well, your really pretty. reminds me of my younger sister, when she was younger" I could feel (Y/N) blush in embarrassment, as he goes "oh my god dad sttooooppp...." I chuckle, blushing lightly "thank you. your son is also really kind!" I give another childish grin. "thats nice to hear, my dear" I could hear a squeak next to me coming from (Y/N, as I lightly chuckle "no problem, sir" "w-well Sabrina! We haven't got all day! lets go to my room!" he holds my hand as we rush to his room "its really nice in here" I look around with sparkling eyes. my room is like a rat's nest, but I keep on because a tall man with no  face and pale white skin tells me that its ok... that im not alone. that always makes me feel bad.....

author chan here! I wanted to say that IM BACK BISHES (lmao sorry not sorry) and that I may add creepypasta into this. I got the idea all of a sudden, and now im going crazy imagining what I could add. Idc about the reads, idc if u guys dont like it. if u do, then im certainly glad! I love you all! so, shall I add CP into this?
yes
no