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Smoker's Staircase | Min Yoongi | Part 1 (Discontinued)

FYI: This is kind of a real story. Most of the things have happened, but some of the things I might have changed or added something. 

It was Friday morning. My alarm clock just went off, waking me up. I didn't want to get up. I didn't want to go to school. There was only one thing I was "excited" for - the hour-long break. I made up a plan. While packing my backpack, I grabbed my card holder that was laying on my desk and put it in the small pocket on my bag. I went to the bus, thinking through my plan once more. When I arrived at school, I didn't say a word to anyone. Not a "Hi", not "Good Morning", nothing. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I only sent a text to my friend, Suga. I wrote: "Lunch break, Smoker's Staircase". Then, I walked to class. Somehow, I survived the first three classes. But at every class, I was sitting and thinking about one thing - the plan. After my English class, it was finally time. My long lunch-break. The plan could begin. All of my friends were standing in the "locker area", as I call it. Normally, I would ask them if they're going to eat lunch. But this time, it was different. I didn't ask. Not this time, not this week.

I grabbed my jacket from the hook on the brick wall, opened my locker and taking my card holder from my Nike backpack. I walked past my friends, towards the back exit by the teacher's offices. A few people asked me questions like "Where are you going?". I didn't answer. I just have them a cold stare, showing no interest in talking and that I was in a bad mood. Finally pushing the door open and walking outside, I started walking quickly, my feet moving at a fast pace. If I somehow could escape this world, this planet, I would. I was tired of looking happy all the time, even if I wasn't. I walked past all the small kids, putting my hood over my head. I probably looked suspicious, but who cares. I have nothing to hide. I went through the tunnel that went under the road, walking up the famous staircase, Smoker's staircase. You might ask why I call it that... Well, because everyone that smokes at school, goes to this staircase so they won't be seen by any teachers. but it's also just a part of a path you can take to go to the gas station. As I walked up to the staircase, I saw the last bits of a bunch of cigarettes on every step. On the grass beside the stairs, you could see empty cigarette-boxes and empty cans after energy drinks. Continuing up, I was headed to the gas station. As planned. 

Hi guys. I'm updating pretty late, but I felt the need to do it. I feel really bad and I'm anxious because I can't update much lately. My brain is empty, I can't come up with ideas. This story was something I wrote in my notebook randomly but decided to make it into a story. I hope it's alright and I will try to get back to writing as much as I can! See ya!