E-M-O Spells EMO

So before you start reading please read this first its important! This story contain strong language and words that might not be understood by young readers. Please do not read unless you are ready for some strong language and mean people. Thank you for listening to me. GOODBYE!************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************Zach's POV~

"ZACHARY!!!!!" Oh sh*t. Mrs.Linda never ever yelled for me in that tone of voice. I only got that tone if I tried to kill myself, so i've learned her angry tone alot. Well let me introduce myself. My name is Zachary  Lakeshire, and I have blue eyes and black hair that hangs in my eyes. My life has never been perfect, Ive been adopted very many times, Im 16 and got taken out of my home when I was 6 years old. I was beaten and raped and never loved. I had never gone to school, i couldnt talk. I'm a mess a screw up a f**ked up piece of sh*t that no one understands.

My closed door flew open in a furry to reveal none other than the famous Mrs.Linda. "SOMEONE WANTS TO ADOPT YOU! ITS A MIRACLE! THEIR SO FREAKING RICH!" She screamed the last part and started freaking out. I gave her a bored look and shrugged my shoulders. Truth is I dont want f**king help and people to pity my horrible sounding life... F**K OFF. Thats what I say everytime.

I stood up carefully grabbing a razor from my desk. I stuffed it inside my red skinny jeans. Reaching for my suitcase I shoved all my belongings inside of it. 

Following the hallway towards the office where you do paperwork and meet the child or person and your new parents. A preppy voice boomed in the tension filled air. "BUT DADDY! What about my mud mask and massage and my nail appointment!" She whined and I just laughed. A masculint voice screeched her whining to a stop "We'll rescedual it okay, Lexie?" I turned the corner and stares came from everyone in the room. Around the corner revealed some blonde haired bimbo, and a nice looking man. He didn't look to old. Maybe his late thirties or early forties. His hair was dark brown and had some 5 o'clock shadow showing on his chin.

"Dont f**king look at me!" 

The stares cut of except that blonde dumbass bimbo her eyes wide with fear and traces of amusment. "What the hell is that?"

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Hay guys so this is my first story like this. Sorry about the strong language.... THIS IS NOT A CHILDS STORY! Thanks... THIS IS UR SECOND WARNING.