[...Prologue...] - I can't breathe
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You know the feeling of when you need to cry? You don't want to, but you feel like you need to, to obtain some sort of release of emotion. You feel the tension in your muscles and the need to you pour it all out. So I did.
I slowly filled up the glass. Slowly as in, I didn't want to spill any of the liquor still left in the bottle. The red liquid made its way to the top of the glass and I put down the now empty bottle. I took a deep breath, smelling the burned wood and heated coal still lingering in the air.
My pain slipped out between my breaths as I drank the bitterly-sweet tasting substance in the glass. I walked a few steps, hearing rocks and gravel crumble beneath me. It had a soothing noise. I kept going. Leaving behind anything of importance behind. I left without saying goodbye. Without my most responsible thoughts and without my dignity; All because I hoped for something new. Something that would ease the pain I had felt.
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I can't breathe (Boyxboy)
General Fiction"I have never really thought about life. Of course I have been wanting to, but I've never had the time or courage to do so. I think now is about time". -=§=- Eli never realised how much was beyond the limits of normality. He never knew what would h...
