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phil's pov

i stood in the woods and looked around. i then realised that was fucking pointless because it was literally pitch black.

something about this was maybe a bad idea but gerard way had confirmed it in the lyrics of welcome to the black parade so it was probably fine and i kept walking into the woods, certain that i'd get home quicker this way.

as i began to walk, i noticed that there was something at my feet. i picked it up. it was a flashlight / torch / light emitting handheld battery operated device. wow that was really useful. see gerard was right when he told me to go this way. fuck you mom.

i turned on the torch and pointed it in front of me and it illuminated the trees around me so i could walk comfortably around without the fear of walking into a tree or something. i continued to listen to my music as i did this. i even danced a little to my songs because i was alone and no one could kinkshame me. i was dancing in the dark.

anyway, i kept walking and was suitably happy as i thought about going home and crying in my home because i got bullied at school.

did i tell you that i get bullied?

its really bad its why I'm suicidal.

my worst bully is called alfie deyes. he's a preppy poser kid and he talks like someone's shoved a drainpipe up his ass but somehow people seem to like him anyway. he has a girlfriend as well but she looks a bit like the offspring if louis tomlinson had sex with a rat so i wasn't really that jealous. 

alfie is real absolute dickhead though. in school, literally all the time he takes all the credit for my ideas and work and its really fucking annoying but i never want to speak up and say anything because I'm not a massive wanker like some people. for example we'd be working in groups, and i'd say what the answer to a question was, and then alfie would put his hand up and yell it at the teacher and then they'd give him credit for it. and my english teacher thinks alfie is really clever and creative but all he does is copy my ideas ???

but its okay because he's literally the most boring person known to man. a piece of stale bread has more personality than him.

anyway, so i'm walking through the woods and crying because alfie deyes is a dickhead and suddenly my torch light falls over a tree and there's something taped to it.

it's a piece of paper. i'm really confused. but i'm a massive weeb and all i do is draw manga in all my classes and i need paper for that so i ran up to it and went to grab it but when i got close i saw that it had already been written on.

how odd.

this is what it looked like

i was a bit freaked out because my name is phil, but they probably meant a different phil as it is a common name so i took the paper to draw manga on and continued walking.