I am no more.

MysteryGuy

Her name was jane.She was the most beautiful girl in the world und the most popular girl in the school mainly because of her looks and personality.While I was an ugly guy who was bullied,abused and the loneliest guy of the school.The few good friend's I had left the school or moved on to become a part of the popular group.

We used to study together since pre-school but never really talked to each other but I was madly in love with her.On the other hand she didn't even notice me.One day I decided to talk to her and give her a hint I loved her because there was no other way to tell her.Days passed by and her boyfriend although they weren't official noticed it that I had feelings for her

Her boyfriend was far more handsome than me and the popular guy of the school.That night he came to my house and called me out he said he wanted to apologize for bullying me in the school it was heavily raining outside so I could not see his friends.As soon as I came out his friend's started beating me up mercilessly the only thing I remembered for blacking out was my blood flowing with the rain water.When I woke up I was lying on the road on the side of a road in excruciating pain and I noticed that I had been stabbed countless times in my stomach I was in so much pain that I could not get up lying on the side of the road I could only think of her and my life.I knew that after after I die I would not be missed instead made fun of and ridiculed.The whole school would thank god that the the ugly guy has gone.During these thoughts I heard a sound but the incessant rain in the night was not helping.The sound within a few seconds became clear it was a car I knew that the car was my only hope to live so I mustered up the remaining strength I had and shout out HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE!! The car passed by me as the person in the car could not hear me due to the heavy rain and could not see me due to the darkness of the night.Tears started rolling down my cheek and I slowly faded away.

My body was found 2 day's later and the only people at my funeral were my best friend's that had left for other schools and my foster parents who never really accepted me as their son.