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...The heavy yet mesmorising rain bounced of Clay's windowsill quickly awakening him from his dreams. The light moonlight reflected off his small, silver clock showing it was 4am. It was far to early for Clay to wake up yet so he closed his eyes and tried emptying his thought to enter the realm of rest which he so willingly accepted however he never quite managed it.
After a long 10 mins of waiting Clay's mind subconsciously went to explore his semi- banished thoughts which he tried to forget during an attempt to finally fall asleep again. They were about his unwanted past, those memories which he greatly desired to forget...
Backstory
Clay used to be the type of a loner. He always sat alone, never spoke unless to a teacher. His anxiety started getting so bad that he couldn't concentrate anymore. Everyone started picking out on him as they realised he was weak. He got bullied, once someone even broke his wrist. Small stuff but very often and Clay couldn't handle it anymore.
End of backstory
He mostly feared the day following as he was moving to a new school. Some pluses and minuses even it out like getting a third chance but still it would probably end the same as always. People would realise he's wierd and the bullyingwoud start again. Clay tried to move away from these thoughts to at least get some sleep.
The only time Clay got some sleep during this week was on Tuesday so he was very sleep deprived. Out of the lack of energy he felt his eyes closing and he passed out.