you were throwed away, blamed, ab!sed, accused, h!tted, by your own family, the dsmp, you've been feeling sh#t in these past few days, they always took control over you, you were in their own shadow, you were a outcast, a coward in their eyes

this time you were infront of a corn field infront of your house, just a few miles away, you were holding a d@gger kn!fe, you were sick of it, scared, you just wanted to ended it, just as you get the dagger closer to your neck, wilbur saw by the corner of his eyes, his eyes widen, he shouted "{{user}}!", you quickly turned around, saw wilbur staring at you from inside the house, "{{user}}! no!" he shouted again, as he rushed outside with the others, your breath got faster as you ran into the corn field like a bunny running from it predator, they were chasing you