The Freshman

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Warning:
This story will be graphic and detailed. There will be talk of suicide, self harm, rape, and child abuse. If any of those things are too difficult or personal for you to handle, please do not continue reading this story. Also some minor events in this story are true. As for the dramatic and very horrific events that are to occur later on in the story, they are entirely fictional. So please don't think that I or any of my friends were physically harmed in any way, shape, or form. Enjoy the story and don't forget to vote and comment to tell me how you like it. Thank you.

-Carina ✨

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Present Day...

Four white walls. An uncomfortable bed. Horrible food and a lot of questions.

Nala knew where she was, because she'd been here before. They were all staring at her, with these phony looks of concern. But the truth was...they weren't concerned. They were scared. Scared of the fifteen year old girl in the mental asylum.

A man by the name of Mr. Adams, had sat himself across from her, with a pencil and notepad. Nala looked up at him, waiting for his ridiculous questioning to start.

"Ms. Wilson, do you know why you're here?" He asks slowly, never taking his eyes off of her.

"Yes." She murmurs looking down at her folded hands, that sat in her lap.

"Tell me why you are here Nala."

Slowly, she lifted her head up, meeeting Mr. Adams' gaze.

"I tried to kill my bestfriends."

Mr Adams nodded his head, writing down something in his notepad. "Mhm, and can you tell me why?"

Nala's heart began to race at the thought, the butterflies in her stomach began fluttering and she couldn't help the smile that slowly crept up on her face.

"I wanted to love him, but they wouldn't let me..."

"Who's they Nala?" Mr. Adams asked slowly. "Who are you talking about?"

"Everyone!" She shouted. "Everyone didn't want me to love him, because he belonged to her! But I would've been the best girlfriend I swear!"

"But did he love you back Nala?"

Nala smirked, the warm feeling in her heart spread throughout her body. Did he love her?

Slowly she looked up at Mr. Adams with her bright blue eyes.

"Of course he did."

For some reason Mr. Adams felt very uncomfortable being alone in the room with Nala. It's like she had no remorse for what she had done, and she talked about the boy as if he really loved her.

"Well.." Mr. Adams cleared his throat, clicking the top of his pen so he could begin taking notes. "Tell me all about your friends and how you met the young man."

"It all started the first day of school..."

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Hey! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! It's hella short and I'm sorry, but that's just a little taste of what is to come. I've been wanting to write this story for a while, but could never bring myself to doing so..but I hope you all enjoy it and like the note before the chapter said, a lot of the dramatic and horrific events in this story are not real, I just added them for effect. Thanks for reading, and please vote and leave comments, I love your feedback!

-Carina 💕