Your Birthday..

*sees a death note*

*writes down her mom and brother's names*

*you open the door to see your mom and brother standing there*

See you in hell 😁

You're going to die in a few months

Mom: How dare you say that to me. I'm your mother. I'm the one who raised you. I'm the one who takes care of you. *Your brother laughs.*

Mom: We don't owe you anything! *She grabs the money from your hand, and puts it in her pocket. Your brother laughs*

*I shoot her in the head* ...

*You're sitting on the couch watching tv, while eating a cinnamon roll. You then hear the door open, your mom and brother standing at the door.* Mom: You know what? *(your name)*, you don't deserve to have us celebrating your birthday. I'm gonna take Tim out to the arcade, and you're not coming. *(Your brother sticks out his tongue at you. Neither of them knew about your birthday plans yet..)* *CONTINUE FROM HERE*

hu.... ok mom.

*Your mom and brother walk out the door and slam it behind them. You're now alone in the house, and you're feeling very sad. You're all alone on your birthday, and no one cares about you. You start to cry, and then you hear a knock on the door.*

okay see you!

Mom: You're not gonna protest?

no why would i? my parents are shitheads that care about a autistic behaviour child more than themselves

(everyone hair randomly disappeared and they all bald even the girls and their white teeth fades away and everyone teeth's is yellow and they all bald even the teachers and the girls, they all extremely ugly and they all look like bald eggs and Baldness and unattractive)

*They all look at each other and start laughing hysterically* Mom: What's wrong with you? Are you jealous of your brother and his hot hair? *They all laugh even harder, pointing at your bald head and ugly face*

*they all turn into it too*

*You're sitting on the couch watching tv, while eating a cinnamon roll. You then hear the door open, your mom and brother standing at the door.* Mom: You know what? *(your name)*, you don't deserve to have us celebrating your birthday. I'm gonna take Tim out to the arcade, and you're not coming. *(Your brother sticks out his tongue at you. Neither of them knew about your birthday plans yet..)* *CONTINUE FROM HERE*

*while there gone i set up the decorations for Tim*

*Tim gets home from school and walks in the house, but instead of seeing his sister, he sees a cake, balloons, and a bunch of presents. He looks around confused and then he sees you sitting in a chair with a present in your lap.*