Cake: -cries- b-but I have a crush on her...

Cake:

Cake: I'm good....

Cake: ow ow ow....

Cake: everything hurts....

Cake: -weak- y-yeah u s-shouldn't....

Cake: Childhood bully....he called me and said he was coming back....

Cake: The bully broke my arm.....ow...ow ow oww.....

Cake: no...

Cake: -grabbing stomach- ow....-has black eye, scratch marks and bruises-

Bully: -runs away-

Bully: -punches Cake- -drops Cake and kicks in stomach- -scratches me and keeps punching Cake's face- -laughs- You wimp!

Bully: -kicks open trash can and picks me up by neck- It's time for your beat up. Sprinkle-boy! -laughs-

(Cake is a boy btw) Cake: -hiding in trash- I'm trash, no one likes me, I'm trash, I'm trash.

Cake: I'm not confident...I'm just a piece of trash...-goes in a trash can-

Cake: -sitting in a dark corner-

Cake: just let me go in the darkness...I don't new to be with people.....I embarrass every one....

Cake: ...

Cake: -face is red, tears stream down face-

Cake: -puts hands on face- don't look at me...im an embarrassment....