Sebastian's POV"Come on, show me what you've got, huh, punk?" Laughter and mockery filled the air as their legs kept smashing into me, hitting me right in the stomach."Let me go, leave me alone," I uttered, but it seemed like my pleas fell on deaf ears. They continued to hit me relentlessly."Who the heck do you think you are, punk? Yeah, your father may be rich as fuck, but how dare you, you little brat, try and stand up to us?"Should I say they were angry, or should I say they were just jealous of the fact that I came from a wealthy family? They saw fit to inflict their anger on me, the only way they saw to get to me. Every day became a living hell, but I fought through it. I did try to stand my ground, but I crumbled in the end. Still, I didn't give up.Gunshots pierced the air, followed by the moans of pain increasing. Everything went dark.I was alone, blood dripping from my body."Stop," whispers escaped my lips."Stop," another followed."Just stop!" I uttered, only to be me
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