I still remember the first day of high school.
They were all laughing, smiling at each other and running through the hallways as if nothing could stop them.
I stared at them from afar. Always the odd one out.
I didn't laugh. I didn't smile. I barely even spoke to anyone or anything.
They probably thought I was mute or born without a tongue. I couldn't care less about what they thought.
I've always been introverted and drawn back. Only blinked once or twice?
My mom always told me that in a blink of an eye, someone might die. Funny thing is that I've never blinked since!
I was so boring and plain. I could've starred in the Addams family, not as Wednesday though. Not because of the actress or anything. I just don't like Wednesdays. In fact, I despise Wednesdays.
I love how curious you are! Don't worry, I'll tell you what happend in a bit. Just note that all roads don't lead to Rome. They either lead to heaven or hell. It all depends on how you choose to live your life. Do you want to be in danger?...or do you want to become the danger.
For some reason I've always been afraid of danger. Until I became The Danger.
I'll start with my first day in eighth grade. I was known as "The Weakling" back then. No one really cared about me. They never spoke to me, never smiled at me, never even looked at me.
I've always felt invisible, not even the teachers spoke to me.Atleast i got good grades though! Luckily that did not fail me.
Not once in my entire life, have I ever felt a bit of love.
I had no parents, no friends----just empty rooms filled with bad memories, I never even asked for. And if you were wondering...I have no idea what happened to my parents either
:(
I grew up in Seoul. I lived with my older brother "Seo Jung Yung". He was also a dr*g dealer by the way. The kind of man who walked with danger in his pockets and someone who made his money selling things he should've never touched. He obviously had no choice, because he had to take care of me.
Over time we became pretty rich. Seo Jung had bought us a car, he got us a fancy-looking house and we moved from Apujeoung to Cheongdam-dong. He eventually quit the dr*g-dealing and became a successful engineer.
After we had unpacked all our stuff and settled in. He enrolled me into Yeongdong High School and that's where my high school journey began.
First day of High school was on the 17th of January 2002. I think I had two pigtails and that bright blue ass backpack..Nevermind I'm positive about that!
Well long story short, Seo Jun dropped me off at school. I found myself a locker, the bell rang and I made my way to class. Then this stupid ass teacher asked me to introduce myself so i said, "Annyeonghaseyo, I'm Park Soo Yung and I certainly don't like you. Every...single...one of you." They all stared at me blankly with pale looking @ss faces for some reason and the teacher gave me this stinky @ss look as if I did something wrong...Did I?
Well i took a seat and waited patiently for this d*mb@ss teacher to hand me my work and she proceeded to walk right past me...seven times!
She definitely needs seven pairs of glasses or something...I didn't even ask her for the work or anything, cause she might as well be deaf too.
Well that escalated quickly innit?
The bell rang and on my way to the cafeteria, I stumbled across a huge ass poster saying, "Express yourself by writing, not speaking."
Well whoever wrote that shit was not the brightest box in the bulb..or however the shibal that saying goes. That's not even the cherry on top though!
When I got to the food line. This fuckass boy spawned infront of me telling me to make way for the "Queen Bee". I was legit so confused, like what the actual fu----
"Uhm, excuse me?" a squeaky @ss voice came from behind me. I'm guessing that was the so called "Queen Bee". F*cking bee sounded like a f*cking mouse. But anyway. I didn't want to cause any problems so I politely moved out of the way. But when I finally got to the serving counter, that same guy from earlier came up to me apologizing for his wrongful actions saying, "Mianhaeyo Soo Yung." First of all how the SHIBAL did he know my na--- never mind he probably saw it on my name tag. But even so, he seemed nice, which was disgusting.
Throughout the whole day. I couldn't wait to get home. I had no work to do anyway so I just stared at the ceiling until the bell rang. And when the bell eventually rang. I went to my locker to get my bag like a normal human being. Until that m*therf*cking bee came buzzing from behind me again!
"So you're the new girl..hmm? Not what i was expecting but you definitely look like the bare minimum." I for real got second hand embarrassment when the whole swarm proceeded to laugh at that horrible joke. I didn't even say anything and just walked off, but the swarm and their Queen Bee decided to follow my @ss...."Hey new girl, catch!"
As i turned around, a f*cking egg came flying directly into my face and the swarm obviously cracked up about it!
But once again, I didn't say or do anything. I just walked off as if nothing had happend. But this ssibal-nom was still chasing after me, along with her swarm of course. This time I didn't keep my mouth shut...."The f*ck is up with you?" I exclaimed with zero facial expressions.And this bee proceeded to say, "Hmm, I see someone finally got her voice back, right Ariel?"
OKAY. I have to admit that was a good one, but if I'm Ariel then that would make her... Ursula?
I ended up dying from laughter on the inside. I still showed zero emotion on my face though.
Anyway let me carry on with what happend next. So Queen Bee decided to sting me right in the @ss! She told her swarm to grab my arms first, then she told one of her bees to start recording and I had absolutely no idea what the actual f*ck was going on---" Off with her shoes!"...Oh sh*t, I definitely knew what happening now!...The Queen Bee kept giving the swarm some weird @ss commands like, "Take off her tie, now take off her socks, now it's time for her...shirt...". I think we all know what happened then. It went from taking off my shoes to taking off my f*cking underwear!
Mind you,the b*tch was still recording!
I was concerned that the Queen Bee was gonna r@pe me or something. But instead...she called "The Boys" and asked them to come over.
Mind you, we were literally in the middle of nowhere!.
"The Boys" soon arrived and gave me the most traumatic experience of my entire life...You all know what happend and I don't want to talk about it.
After the incident had taken place. I was threatened to keep my mouth shut and YEAH. From that day on I never wore a skirt to school ever again. Only pants and a big @ss jacket, even on the hottest days. I couldn't shake the feeling that I would probably never heal again...So I started writing about my feelings, cause I didn't have anyone to talk to. Just like that D*MN poster said!
Well Queen Bee was still on my tail. She basically ruined my whole freshman year. Along with her f*cking swarm.
I didn't have ONE single day filled with PEACE and QUIET. All and every day was f*cking hell.
But I noticed that she had some kind of stupid ass pattern too.
She obviously did bad things to me every f*cking day..but on Wednesdays everything got ten times worse!
(And that's why I despise Wednesdays.)
It got to a point where my f*cking diary turned into a whole documentary. Seo Jung didn't suspect a thing though, cause I wasn't much of a talker anyway, so he didn't really care. Queen Bee's punishments didn't even affect me anymore. It basically became a part of my schedule.
So i didn't really care about what she'll do next...I decided to go with the flow and accept my fate.
I went through that whole year, being tormented since day one. If it weren't for my diary...I would not have survived.
So I turned my diary into a book and called it "Next X".
I thought it would be fun to plan the death of my tormentors.
I decided to call the victims "X". Because they did me dirty and wrong.
The whole concept of the book was to kill all the people who do me wrong over the years. Only one person came to mind.
"Queen Bee"
So i decided to make her my first "X". I planned her death to the finest f*cking detail and here's how it went...
I studied all her movements.
When she leaves the house and when she enters the house.
She's out from 9am to 10am. Then she comes back for breakfast and leaves the house at 2pm again.
She stays out for f*cking 8 hours by the way, and then she gets home at about 10pm.
And that's when her dad leaves for his night shift at the police station. Whenever he leaves then she's home alone until sun rise.
That's her daily schedule
:)
There's plenty of things I could do to her with that amount of time...
I know where their power box is located too.
So I can shut down the power as soon she gets into bed.
You know... just to scare her a little*smirks*
Unfortunately I don't have a gun or anything.
So I'm gonna have to use a knife...
She watches youtube every single night to help her fall asleep.
Once she dozes off. I can suffocate her with a pillow as a warm up, right?...Or is that too psychopathic?
PERFECT!
Considering the amount of times that she one-upped my doom days.
Exactly 52 Wednesdays..
That's the perfect number, it's equal too!!
So let's break it down. I'll go easy on her...
Two stabs on both of her hands.
That's for slapping me across my face from time to time...
About twelve stabs in her chest... That's for having bigger boobs than me LMFAO.
Ten stabs in her neck?
Just for the plot yk? *psychopathic laughter*
I think the last few stabs should be in both of her legs???
I should probably get "The Boys" next.
They did that to me after all. . .
Using my imagination was pretty fun after all. Maybe that poster was right?
But why not bring my writing to life??
Instead of going through hell.
Why not become the f*cking Hell...