Saaaame. I`m gonna hide in Discord.

Description: Wonder!Tale Boarder | By Boarderline263 | Age: 17 | Backstory (Very depressing. Don't read if this could effect you.): His mom died of cancer when he was just three, and his dad killed himself when Boarder was 4. When he went into kindergarten, the kids were instantly mean to him. They made fun of him, wrote on his face while he was sleeping, tore up his homework so he got bad grades....And he couldn't do anything because he didn't have money to move. Nick was the main antagonist, leader of most of Boarder's torture....And yet, Boarder fell in love with Nick on the fifth day of kindergarten, and started to draw pictures of him. Even from the start they were good, and he had planned on giving them as gifts. In First Grade, it got worse. They started pushing him down the stairs, so he would have to wait until everybody was out of the hallways before he could go anywhere, making him late to almost every class. In Third Grade, he learned how to teleport, so he would get to class that way. But then the kids started calling him a freak, a demon, a witch. In Fourth Grade, they started to corner him at recess and spew insults until he would cry. Every day. In Fifth Grade, they started locking him out of the school so he couldn't get in, and the teachers were too busy to notice. In Sixth Grade, Boarder started to cut. He cried every day after school, and once cut so much he had to go to a doctor because his arms were SHREDDED. After that incident, they put him into a foster home, and for his Seventh Grade year, he wasn't beat up at school. Still bullied but not as bad.....But the beatings came from home. Every time he'd do something bad, they'd beat him and throw him into the basement with their pet snake. He constantly got poisoned by it but managed to stay alive. After the school year, he couldn't take it and ran away, back to his old home. He had to start gardening because he was running out of food, and started drinking hot sauce since he couldn't pay a water bill. His mansion was hidden deep in a woods, so he still had shelter, but it was lonely.... In Eighth Grade, he went back to that hellhole of a school. And the bullying started again. He joined photography as a passtime to avoid getting beat up after school. He managed to avoid most of the stuff up until his Junior year in high school. Then it went got worse. They started telling him to kill himself. They started vandalizing his locker and shoving him into it. They put snakes into it with him, and it scared him because of what his foster parents had done. They ruined all his homework and school projects, so he got Fs all year, and then they started calling him stupid. He was held back a year from his grades, and then more kids started to make fun of him. Half-way through the year, he was shoved into his locker and snakes were put in it. He was in there for an entire school day before they let him out. He'd had a panic attack and had been struggling to breathe in the stuffy locker. That year he started going to a tree behind the school on a hill, and started planting flowers there, and making the tree special with magic. He made blue roses bloom, and purple galaxy flowers sprout around the base of the tree, except for in one place, so he could sit against it. He met a strange looking rabbit there, and...That became the highlight of all his days. Every day he would run to the tree wiping tears away, and smile whenever he saw the rabbit. He gave it special home-grown carrots, and lots of love, grooming it's fur, using money from his part-time job at a bar to buy rabbit food. He even made it a little house. But..........then one day....Nick took his sketchbook. He had filled it with drawings of Nick, and had taken pictures for a project of seeing different people hanging with their own types. And...then they started calling him a stalker. He'd even drawn Nick shirtless wih a suggestive look, so they started calling him a pervert. They beat him up in the locker room for it. The more and more that day dragged on, the more and more he started to just shut down. It was too much, it'd been going for too long, and it was starting to get to him. He was at the end of his rope.... So after school, he broke into the janitor's closet when everybody else was gone for the day, grabbed some rope, and closed the door. He went to the tree, got into it, and tied the rope. He wrote a note and taped it to his chest, and just hung himself. He didn't think twice. He didn't contemplate anything about the rest of his life. He just wanted it to be over. And it was.... He finally got a little break......