Y/n's POV

The people said to stay in today.

No one leaves their hotel room, and there will be room service bringing up lunch.

I was trying to catch-up on the lesson because I was out sick a few days ago.

Since I'm top student they allowed me to submit my sheet through email.

I heard footsteps approaching my door.

A knock was heard.

I stood up leaving my stuff out neatly on my bed, and went to see who was at the door.

I looked through the hole to see an elder woman with a tray.

I unlocked the door and opened it.

She greeted me with a smile and a small

"Hello, I brought up your lunch for today ma'am."

She said.

She walked in and placed it on the small table.

"Thank you miss."

I said.

She nodded and walked out of the room.

I locked the door again.

I sat back down on my bed and continued working.

I stopped for a moment and looked at the food.

I sighed.

I stood up removing all the material from my legs and walked over to the tray of food that sat on the small table.

I sat down in the chair.

"They put down too much..."

I mumbled.

I know I have magic that makes me keep my appearance but...

They called me fat.

They called me a pig.

They pushed my food onto the floor.

They stepped on the special treat my Uncle gave to me.

They...

Aren't here.

I picked up the fork and ate the salad.

Personally...

I liked being alone.

But either way...

I always feel like someone is here with me.

The presence from the last few nights came back.

I felt frozen.

Scared to move.

I walked to my bed again, trying to hide my nerves and started working again.

I finished the sheet and sent it to my math teacher.

Since I was on my email I decided to check my emails since I haven't unless it was for school.

I saw that I had plenty of emails from my siblings which made me freeze.

I first went to John.

My older brother.

I clicked on the first unread email he ever sent me.

"Hey Y/n, it's John. Me and Mary spent all night preparing a cake for you. We were disappointed when we saw the note that said you left. We looked in hope of seeing if you took a piece of cake. You didn't, why?"

I went to the next one.

"Hey Y/n, I hope you're enjoying college. I hope you get what you want. We are very happy for you. But we are sad you aren't emailing us back. Please respond as soon as you can."

Then the next.

"Y/n... why won't you answer us. We understand you're all for education but why won't you respond? I thought you said family was most important."

I felt tears form, then went to the next one.

"I saw the Instagram picture. I'm sorry about what those girls did to you. I tried to go to you, but I don't know where the college is. Can you please send me an email saying where it is so I can give those girls a piece of my mind?"

I went to the next one, and as I read tears streamed from my eyes.

"Y/n... why wouldn't you tell us? We were cleaning up your old room... we found something you left. Your diary. Well... your old one that grandpa gave you that you ran out of pages to. Why didn't you say anything? If you were sad about what people said about you and how you deserved no one, why? Why didn't you tell us what was wrong? We could've done something."

I hesitated to click on the last email.

I double clicked the email.

It was sent to me the other week.

"Y/n... as a brother... I care about you... as your family... we all care about you... please... PLEASE... respond to one of us. We want to at least know you're ok. So please... don't leave us hanging."

I exited out of the email and clicked the reply thing.

My fingers hovered over the keyboard.

Tears fell as I spilt my heart out onto the email.

"I... am so... so... so sorry... I needed to distance myself... from you... from my family... from the world. I've been so selfish the last few years. I am so sorry I haven't responded to anyone. I just... I can't take it. Everyone... they're... they're so happy... they have their groups of friends... they care for each other... then... then there's me. I get laughed at, they mentally abused me, they beat me up, they messed with my thoughts. They made me think I didn't deserve you guys. And they're right... I don't. But... the worst part is... it hurts you guys more than it hurts me, to distance myself from you. I am sorry. I regret it. I... I'm just trying to find out where I belong on my own. As much as I felt like I belonged with all of you. I needed to find where the other side of me belongs too. Cause if I don't... I'll never feel like I belong... I can't walk around the world anymore feeling half empty John... I just can't. I promise I'll make everything up to you guys... just not now... not until I find where the other me belongs. Oh... yeah... you probably want an update. I'm on a field trip. Only the good students get to go. But sadly I was the only one... the others bribed the teachers to allow them to go. Heheh. It's been rather strange so far but, at least the place we're staying at isn't that bad. The employees are nice, while the students aren't. But I guess life isn't fair. I'll try to talk to you more often. But right now I can't. Not yet at least. Go ahead and email me, I'll try my best to contact you all back. I can't sprinkle over this anymore. This field trip is terrible! I'm scared! This man comes into my room every night and stalks me everyday! I don't even know who he is, and he's scaring me! You know I have a bad history with men so that scares me even more. Thought last night he seemed nice. It was storming last night and I hugged him because I was scared and crying. I don't know what to do. I'm scared he'll take me away from everyone I've ever known! I don't want to end up like Micheal! I don't want to leave you all so suddenly and actually not be able to communicate, I'm so scared John. I keep trying to keep my focus off of it but I'm scared. If things go the other way I'll contact you. I can't breathe. I feel like I'm gonna have a panic attack or an anxiety attack or a mental breakdown. I don't want to actually lose you guys. It was hard enough for me to leave to my college campus without saying goodbye, but harder knowing I could be taken away. My hearts pounding faster and faster every second just with the feeling of eyes on my every move. I'll try to keep my cool. I promise I'll see you again, even if I have to fight for that right. I promise. And that's a promise I promise I'll keep.

You know I hate making promises."

I pressed the send button and the email sent.

I took a breath and closed my laptop.

I left my room to see some of the students out in the hallway.

I need to be around other people, but then again I don't want to be so I'll sit in the corner.

I took out my book and started reading.

Bonus.

SlenderMan's POV

She did it.

She told them.

But they don't have a chance of saving her.

I'm not gonna harm her.

I'll let her see them.

I just don't want her to be taken away.

Not a girl like her.

She's special.