Frisk's POV:

I walked to school alone, before I entered though Mister appeared and apologized. I apologized to him and said it was childish for me to act like that. I can be so immature sometimes, i don't know what's wrong with me.

This goes with everyone. I'm fine when I introduce myself to them, they act normal around me. But when my mom and dad talk to them, the next time they see me it's like they tip toe around me. And they treat me like a baby, then they leave me alone more and more until I don't see them anymore. Do mom and Dad have anything to do with this? At least Mister won't leave. He said his real name is Gaster, but he prefers not to be called that. So I called him Mister.

Tears started to prick the edges of my eyes, as I was standing in front of the school. Being thirteen sucks, everyone expects me to act like an adult. Trust me, I try to, but after a while I can't control what I do.

"It's Thursday, only one more day to go" I whisper to myself.

"Hey frisky Frisk!"

"Please leave me alone." I say

"Some ones acting Bipolar today."

"First of all I said leave me alone!" I turn to face them.

"And second of all, that's not an insult! That's a real mental illness people have!" I stumble as my vision goes black and white,great. It's gonna be a couple of hours until its back to normal.

"..."

I don't get a reply. Instead, he walks away. I let out a huff and I turn around to walk away. I feel pressure on my head as stuff starts to drip down my head, neck, and back. I put my hand on the back of my head and feel wetness. I look at my hand and what i assume is blood is on it.

"Mister." He appears

Child what is it- oh my god

Next thing I know is that I feel heavy pressure on my back and leg. I fall onto the ground, crying. Pain. All I feel is pain. My vision goes back to color. All I can see is blood. I hear footsteps walk over to me, they stop in back of me than step over me. They turn to me and start to kick me in my stomach, I cough up blood as they continue to do this.

Child what should I do?!?!!???

"Mister, help me." I croak.

"Ha! Calling for your imaginary friend!!"

I do not know what to do. I have an idea, forgive me for this.

"I trust you Mister."

"What the heck are you doing?!?!"

3rd person:

"Excuse me, please do not hurt Frisk or I'll be forced to use extreme measures."

Issac(the boy) turns around to face Gaster.

"Who the hell are you??!! Whats with that costume??"

"I am Mister."

"What?? Your Frisk's imaginary friend?"

"Yes, but not imaginary. I am real."

Issac starts to back up.

"Yes, please. Now go tell an adult what you've done. Or else." His eyes sockets turn completely black and he starts to melt.

Issac runs off yelling "okay" to Gaster.

Gaster kneels down to Frisk, as he turns himself visable to only Frisk's eyes again. He looks down at her, worried.

Don't worry child, help is on its way.

A/n:sorry for short chapter :P