An Untitled Crappy Mary Sue OC

Long story short, I am a Creepypasta. How I died though? That's a long story. But I'm willing to tell you, but only if you'll listen.

It happened when I was 16. On my birthday. I was at my ex-boyfriend's house when it occurred. His name was Ryan. He was a member of the football team. He was really strong, and could hurt anyone. He had promised to only use his strength to protect me.

That afternoon, Ryan and I played Rocket League. It was really fun. But, little did I know that he was cheating on me with another girl named Bianca. Well, in the middle of one of the games, she walked in on the two of us while we were kissing. Ryan and her began arguing and throwing things. Since I was in between them, I was being hit by the stuff they were throwing.

I decided to stay. Ryan's mom helped heal my bleeding. Bianca left Ryan, and Ryan broke up with me. I was left with tears in my eyes. Well, it wasn't normal tears. It was blood.

Later that night, when I was at home, I decided to sneak downstairs to get a snack. I should say, stress eat. It was 3 AM. Ryan was standing there. He shoved me against the counter and raped me to death. I was then dragged through the forest and lit on fire.

I woke up a week later in the hospital. I had cuts and scars all over me. My skin was a pale color and my hair was turned from brown to black due to the ashes and flames. I had a hard time breathing. I thought I was gonna die. But I didn't. I lived. I had survived. The nurses were broadcasting me on my YouTube channel so my fans would know I was safe.

About a month of being in the hospital, I was sent back home. I was actually happy for once. I'd be able to live my life normally. I found a few new lovers every here and there, some of them users on here, as a matter of fact. I'm glad I had happiness while it lasted. But now I'm in the deepest, darkest pits of hell. I try to get help on here because of how suicidal I was and still am, but no one seems to want to help me.

All except for my best friend. She seems to care about me deeply. I care about her, too. No one can tell us we're not friends. Her and I are like siblings. Well, the sibling I wished I had. My siblings are all mean to me in some way. My youngest sister sasses me, my brother is a jerk to me and my other sister (who is a year younger than me) keeps on hitting me in the face each time I try to hug her.

So, yes, I am gay, as of right now. I'm naturally bisexual. I am also transgender. (I was born a female and now I'm a male.) People make me depressed almost everyday. My closest friends try to make me happy but I don't think they ever can make me happy, not with how the world has treated me. I am crazy about Slendytubbies and The Joy Of Creation. My favorite musical artists (other than my current boyfriend) include JT Music, Rockit Gaming, Dan Bull, and CG5. I'm a major CG5 fan. I've seen almost all of his videos and heard almost all of his songs. I'm basically a serious fan. I plan on becoming a member of the admin team on here, I'm a funny person who KNOWS what horror feels like.

I am extremely depressed and suicidal, so don't expect me to be happy all the time. I also lost a TON of friends due to my depression and anxiety. All because they say I'm a predator. All because they say I harassed them. I cry myself to sleep because of the sh*t I've been through. I try to make myself be happy. Sometimes I even force myself to be happy to see others happy. But, I'm never really happy. My parents would say otherwise and force me to delete this, along with the wikis I've worked hard on all because of this, but its not my fault the world made me like this. It's not my fault people take their anger out on me and make me depressed. Its not my fault that I can't control my severe mood swings. (I have severe mood swings that cause me to act one way one minute, then another way the next.) It's not my fault I was born like this.

' It's not my fault I was born differently from your reality. '