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Fairly Odd Parents Porn Story: I Hate Everything About You Chapter 2

Fairly Odd Parents Porn Story: I Hate Everything About You Chapter 2

For once, Crocker awoke
before his alarm clock went off. He sat up and glanced at the clock.
5:30 a.m. He doesnt have to be at school until 6:45. But hell
be there early; he had no intention of leaving his mother to clean up
after he

Crocker sighed and
stood. He had slept in his clothes, and he felt no need to change.
After all, he was going to die. Why bother looking nice? Crocker
walked over to his desk and pulled out a sheet of paper and a pencil.
Suicide note number one:

Mother,

By the
time you read this, Ill be dead. Im sick of the pain Ive
endured, Im sick of the insensitive jokes, Im sick of
everything. I know this will hurt you, but I just cant take it
anymore. I just wanted to let you thank you for being the only one
to really love me all these years. Please dont blame yourself for
this; if anything, youre what kept this from happening sooner.
Im sorry that its come to this.

Love,
Denzel

Crocker sighed and left
the note on his desk. When his mother, realizing that his alarm
hadnt gone off, came to wake him up, shed see it. Trying not
to picture her reaction (it might make him chicken out), he pulled
the knife from his nightstand and headed out to his van.

The drive to school
took at least twice as long as usual that morning, seeing as he was
driving considerably under the speed limit. Perhaps, subconsciously,
he really didnt want to do it; perhaps he was putting it off in
hopes that something would stop him. Crocker finally made it to
school at 6:30. The schoolteacher got out of his van and let himself
into the school.

Crocker walked through
the corridors, trying to decide where to do the deed. The teachers
lounge? Nah. Waxelplaxs office? Nope. His classroom? Perfect.
Crocker entered the room and sat at his desk one more time as he
wrote a second suicide note. After finishing it, he crumpled it up
and threw it out. Why bother? His co-workers sure wouldnt care.

In the silence, Crocker
could hear the nearby entrance open, accompanied by the voices of
several faculty members. Well, its do and die time. Crocker got
up and stood in front of his desk. Casting only a short glance at
the door (checking to see if someone was coming, perhaps?) Crocker
took the knife and, with all his strength, plunged it into his chest.

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