Ehhh I have to work on my other story but this is here cause I felt like it so imma do what I want :> btw Marciel is in like preschool during this first part.
[Warning: Depics triggering things of self harm, rape, and bullying]

Marciel never really felt like she was different than the others that was until they learnt about the Red String.

{Marciel's pov}

"Ok children you know that red string on your pinkie finger, that is what connects you with your soulmate. You and your soulmate are the only ones who can see it. The string can stretch indefinitely and tangle but it wont ever break unless you or your soulmate dies. If it turns black that means that one of you don't feel the same for the other."

One of the little girls raises her hand and the teacher picks her.

"Can the strings be cut?" The teacher nods.

"It happens when two soulmates end up going through something horrible and wishes to hurt the other deeply. The one who cuts it ends up ok while the other usually never makes it."

I raise my hand and the teacher picks me.

"What if you don't have a Red String?" I think I asked the wrong question because her eyes went wide and fear shone in them.

"I don't know. But that cannot be your lying I do not accept liers here go to the corner Marciel." Hurt and scared with tears in my eyes I obey and go to the corner.

~~~

The teacher told my parents after school ended and when I was at home I told them the same thing. They believed me but gave me sad looks. I didn't understand so I went to bed wishing that I never said anything.

~~~

{6 years later while she is in 5th grade.}

I really should have not asked that question years ago. I was mocked and ridiculed. Words like "Forever alone" and "Unwanted Unloved Freak." thrown at me everyday. Looks of pity from teachers and parents. I wasn't in a great state of mind in these years. I looked at an extra pencil sharpener razor and after that first cut I was lost.

~~~

{Present day during 9th grade}

I went to my locker and a note fell out.

Hello Marciel,
  I heard that you were born without a string like me I want to meet you later behind the football bleachers at 9:00pm.
           -Harold

Feelings of happiness blossemed in my chest and I actually felt happy for once. I was going to meet him.

~~~

I walk to the bleachers waiting and saw a pack of 4 boys coming twords me and my heart felt like it had stopped.

The pinned me to the ground. Saying I should be happy that im getting anything as an unloved freak.

I closed my eyes and my mind left me. Tears streaming down my face at that moment I truely wanted to die.

I ran home after and cried ignoring my parent's pleas as the tried opening my door that I locked.

~~~

I awoke in the hospital arms bandaged and a letter from the school telling me I was not allowed anymore as a danger to others.

Then I heard my phone ding.

Unknown Number: Hello is this Marciel?

yes

Unknown Number: I'm Tyler I saw you running yesterday and I saw those guys laughing and walking away...I may have told the principle about what I believed happened. I am sorry for what happened and I do hope your ok at your home. :) p.s. Those boys are in jail and expelled.

I was shocked and thankful but I would not trust them but as I read over their words I start to think they don't know what I had done afterwards.

thank you Tyler :)

I set down my phone to rest. I am thankful but I do not feel like I could trust anyone but I am happy someone can be kind.

Golly Gosh thats dark... Didn't know I could do that but Hey people can be total shits but Least there are SOME good people in this.