The rising of the sun seemed to blind one boy as he sat up in his bed. The soft sounds of ocean waves seemed so close to him. He had light blond hair and brown eyes. He pressed his hand against his forehead and sighed as he heard the sound of whispering on the other side of his door. He sighed and closed his eyes counting to three in his head. Two older people burst into his door. "Happy eighteenth birthday son," they said in union. The man strolled to the side of his bed. "What is wrong Neil," he asked in a worried tone. Neil looked up at the man and gave him a evil glare. "I told you i hated my birthday so why try to make it happy."
The woman backed out of Neil's room and walked away. The man shook his head. "You upset your mother!"
Neil shrugged and lyed back in his bed. "Just leave me alone you old worthless humans." The man walked out of the room slamming the door shut. "Everyone is pathetic," Neil said to himself.
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Sweet+Nice=Hate
I am simply writing of a girl who has no way of ever being accepted by society unless she is mean. She tries hard to make people happy but in the end she is hurt. Neil is also a character who is spoiled and does not appreciate life.
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