Rewrite! Technoblade never dies! Or does he?

6 • I hate him

Tw // smoking, sh, suicide attempt

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I walked towards the bathroom. I had a plan, I was going to cut so deep I hit a vain and bleed out on the floor. It was midnight so everyone was asleep. Or so I thought.

The new kid slowly cracks open the door and slips out of his room with a small box and lighter in his hand. "And where do you think you're going? Phil doesn't condone smoking dickhead" He freezes up and looks up at me. In the smallest voice I made out "I'm sorry sir, just please don't take them!" I stared at him shocked he could even talk. "You can't be smoking, give em." I put my hand out for them and he shakingly puts the box in my hand. I walk over to the trash open the box and one by one ripped them in half in front of him. "I'm sorry sir, but I need those. I can't live without them." I laughed "then don't" I thew the box and lighter in the trash before walking to the bathroom.

After the door was locked I grabbed my blade and got to work.

Blood, I'm pretty sure that's all I saw. And the new kid.

This won't be good

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