Grian was always the forgotten kid. No one knew him, not even his family. Because no one cares for him, he feels like he's a waste of space. And what better way is there to get rid of wasted space, than death?
TW: Suicide; neglect; unmedicated mental illnesses;
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While Grian sat with the popular kids, people really didn't know where to place him.
He was so very different from everyone else in the private school, and yet no one cared enough to talk to him.
He was practically invisible.
The teachers, students, and even his family forgot him constantly.
Grian sat on the bridge as he thought.
No one even knew what classes he was in, let alone what his mental state was.
He'd thought about death before.
He'd accepted that he and everyone else would die.
Whether he died by his own hand on this bridge one day, or by fate before then, he didn't know or care.
Grian looked to his watch, before getting off the ledge and walking to his house.
No one bothered him, or even offered him food as he walked to his room.
He couldn't eat it anyway.
He sat on his bed, looking at the disturbingly empty room.
It was like he had no personality.
But he did, he just didn't care about making friends anymore.
Grian slid his phone out of his pocket, before opening kindle.
He usually read his worries away.
It was 3am when he stopped reading.
The darkness of the world, wasn't the only darkness then and there.
He opened his window, before sliding into his back yard.
He didn't want to wake anyone.
He walked around the house, and through the side gate.
As he walked through the middle of the road, he thought.
The world was so still at night.
It was beautiful.
Yet it reminded him how alone he was.
As he reached the bridge, he looked at the water below.
He would never make a mark on the world.
The world was doomed to destruction and hatred.
A kid from no where would never make it big in the world.
He wasn't just from a no where place though, he was no one special.
He had no friends.
He was alone in the world.
When he turned 18, his parents would likely move just because they forgot about him.
He checked the time once more, before whispering to himself.
"Happy 17th birthday." Grian said.
He took his phone out, and opened his notes.
Ever since he was 5, he'd never had a birthday party.
His family never even brought him anywhere with them.
They forgot him as soon as he was able to somewhat take care of himself.
He'd been alone since then.
Twelve years.
Twelve years with unmedicated depression, anxiety, and insomnia.
Grian placed his phone and watch on the ledge of the bridge.
The watch had broken years ago.
He just didn't care anymore.
He decided to do one last thing before he killed himself.
He put the two items in his pocket, and he walked to the grocery store.
He had his wallet on him, but he knew if he wanted to steal, no one would even notice.
He bought the candles, a lighter, and a box of those small cupcakes.
He walked to his house before leaving the rest of the box of cupcakes on the table.
He placed the candles in the cupcake, one a 1, one a 7.
He walked back to the bridge as he thought about his life.
No one mourn his death.
He had no one who would care anyways.
As he reached the bridge, he light the candles.
He placed it on the ground, and placed his phone on the ledge again.
He set the time on his watch a minute a head of the time it was.
4:08.
He placed it next to his phone, before hopping onto the ledge.
He smiled to himself as he looked at the water below.
The moonlight reflected across the water.
Too bad no one was ever awake to see it.
He closed his eyes before hearing someone running up the bridge.
"H-Hey, get down from there." The man said.
Grian just looked at him.
"Why?" He asked.
"Don't you have people-"
"I'm alone. I am no one."
"Well- what about all of your dreams in life?"
"I don't have dreams."
"Well you want to do something in your lifetime, right?"
Grian thought about it for a moment.
Of the many things in his childhood that he'd given up on, only one he'd been scared to get rid off.
Find his best friend from when he was 5.
"Do you seriously have nothing to live for...?" The man asked, scared.
"No."
Grian took one step off the ledge before he blacked out.
Everything blacked out.
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