>Be Anon
>Living in a poorer neighborhood with your mother
>She recently lost her job so you have to work 2 jobs while attending college
>The only reason you can afford college is because of a scholarship
>That wont last long
>Your dad went missing a few years back
>You always just assumed he ran away
>Wake up in the morning, not feeling like P-Diddy
>Get on 4chan
>Porn
>Gore
>Hate
>These people are your best friends
>Your only friends
>Next thread "lulz we ar anonymouse!"
>fuck this
>turn off computer and leave without saying goodbye
>Get to college
>all your professors hate you
>First class
>Sucks
>Second
>even worse
>So goes your day until lunch
>Which you spend doing homework
>This is a paradise compared to what comes after
>Your next class is philosophy, which wouldn't be that bad if your professor wasn't a psychopath
>He was actually put in a mental hospital for attempted murder
>Since the kid he tried to kill was a college student, and most likely the cause of his insanity, they got the bright idea to make him a professor.
>He seems to give extra attention to you, which means he tries to make your life a living hell every chance he gets
>Go to class, expect the worst
>actually not that bad
>he still stares daggers at you as you leave
>finish last classes
>after you leave campus, you see a group of people walking towards you
>as they get closer, you recognize them
>these guys like to go around harassing anyone they can
shit...
>the big guy in the middle yells, "hey bookworm, how was Mr. Psycho?"
>they all bust out laughing
>really? that was the worst joke I've ever heard
>just keep walking, don't want to catch their autism
>"hey, im talking to you!"
>how does this guy even know me?
>they start walking towards you
>there's no way out of this, is there?
>oh well
>someone pushes you
>turn around, its the big guy
>"when I talk, listen to me."
>assess the situation
>there are 5 of them, most average size
>you're in an empty street
>really?
>smallest guy steps up and says,"well, you gunna say anything?"
>here's your chance
>start walking forward
"look guys, i don't want to-"
>you cut short as you lunge forward and punch the little guy in the throat
>take advantage of the surprise and kick the nearest person in the stomach
"sorry, Jeff"
>as he bends over to clutch his stomach he says "what*cough* are you talki-"
>you cut him off with a kick to the face
>fuckyeah.jpg
>turn around to face the next person,
>only to be stopped with a fist to the face
ah shit!
>thrown to the ground
>kicked in the stomach
>karmas a bitch
>everyone joins in
>you can feel every last kick, they aren't holding back
>what feels like hours later, they finally stop
>you open your eyes, there's a puddle of blood in front of your face
>you look up, big guy's standing in front of you
>"my names Jacob. don't forget it" he says as he kicks you in the chest
>the last thing you see is him taking your wallet
>jokes on him, its empty
>black out
 
 
>wake up a few hours later
>feelsbadman.jpg
>the suns setting, its around 7
>you where supposed to be at work 2 hours ago
>get up, look around
>they left their buddies here
>they're still out cold
>search the closest one, he's got $50 on him
>got luckier with the next guy, he had $100
>yes, this does mean i'm in the U.S.
>as you stand back up, you feel a pain in your chest
>shit
>feel around, they broke a few of your ribs
> already late for work, why rush
>start walking to your job