Truth was a hated by everyone type of guy.No one liked him,not even his parents,not one bit.No one knew it but him,but he had a hole in his heart.He just wished someone,just one person,could love him.Then his heart would be filled,literally.He wasn't a normal guy.H had to be loved to be healed,or he would die in a certain amount of time.Right now,he only had 5 1/2 days for someone to love him for him.He didn't want to leave this world yet,and desperately needed love.
Truth walked down the hallways of school blinking slowly,very pale and scarred from the beatings he got at home.He covered the scars up by wearing a T-shirt,jacket,jeans,and always looking down.They were all black and red.The quarterback of the school's football team purposely bumped into him,making him hit the wall and fall to the ground.He and his friends just laughed and walked off.
Him: (but with bright blue eyes)