16 страница11 ноября 2014, 22:52
short story
This is the last day I will be bullied, they will never see me again I thought as I was walking up the stairs to the school "hey faggot" godammit "what the hell do you want Jackson?" "I just wanted my fist to meet with your face fag" he punched me I didn't even feel it. I don't feel pain anymore. Hopefully Jackson will be happy when I take my life tonight. I walk to the bathroom to wash off the blood, that was from my almost broken nose. I here snickers as I walk down the hall way to my locker. I grab my books and head to class. The day is finally over. I run to my house and sit on my bed razor in my hand I swallow a bottle full of pills, and cut straight down the middle of my arms. Blackness fills my eyesight and I finally get some peace
16 страница11 ноября 2014, 22:52
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