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Wilbur Soot-The 11 o'clock train

TRIGGERS:
Suicide
Self Harm
Derealitizaion 

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As i entered the station, i looked at one of the large clocks. 10:30 

30 minutes left. 30 minutes left of this hell. I walked through the crowds. No one even bothered to notice me, making my burning derealitizaion worse. It felt as if people were just passing right through me. Everyone rushing to catch their train.

I was going to ruin peoples day. The route would get shut down, making people late to many things. I almost felt bad. But that wasnt enough to stop me. 

I wlaked over to a bench right in front of where the 11 o'clock train stopped, and pulled out my phone. 10:32 Why is time going so slow? I thought to myself. I opened up messages, seeing my pretyped suicide notes. They were set to send at 10:40, each slightly differnt for everyone that got one. 

10:33. I exited messages, accedentaly opening twitter. The first post i saw had me tagged. I decided to read it, though i coluld barely focus with my thoughts running through my head.

Have you all noticed that in @WillburSoot 's latest streams and posts, he just looks so tired an unmotivated? Wilbur if your seeing this, we appreciate the grind, but you clearly need a break. 

I clicked the replies, seeing how people were saying i needed to take a break. 

If only they knew.

10:34 I clicked repost, then typed a little paragraph over it:

Hey guys, as you might have noticed, i do seem really out of it. I am going to be taking a break. I dont know how long, but dont expect to hear from me for a while. Im sorry guys. Take care of yourselves, and goodbye.

I tapped the Post button as it turned 10:35. 

"Twenty five more minutes of this." I said quietly. I readjusted the sleeves of my yellow sweater, witch revealed a bit of my forearms. They were littered in cuts. So many cuts. There wasnt even much room for more. I had just been picking the shallowest ones and running the blade over them again. I had done that too much too though. They were all too deep now. There was only one way to get out the pain now.

"Hey! Are you Wilbur Soot?" Some random kid had just walked up to me.

"Huh? Um-" I forgot my own name for a second. Who was i? Who was that man stairing back at me through my phone screens refection? "Uh- Yes. I am?"

"Cool! Can i get a picture?" 

"S-sure man." I forced a smile onto my face and looked into the little camera. 

Even the small effort of smiling made tears spring to my eyes, but i held them back until the kid left. Then i broke down. 

I had been crying on this bench for who knows how long, beofre my phone started blowing up. It must be 10:40 I realized, remembering the texts. 

I opened one. The one form tommy. I didnt read it, but i just replied with im sorry. Just before i turned off my phone again, i saw one last message:

                                                                TOMMY:

Im on my way.

I cursed myself for not sending the messages later. I should have done it at 10:59.

I stared overheating from the worry, so i rolled my sleeves up. Its not like anyones gonna care, and if they do, i wont be around long enough for it to take affect. 

I needed to leave faster. I walked over to the small train shop and grabbed a pack of razors form one of the shelves. I gave them to the bloke running the counter, who gave me a weird look.

"Hey uh- Sir. I dont think i can let you buy theese right now. For uh- safety reasons." He said, looking at my arms. 

"W- what? Please. I dont- i dont-"

"Hey wait! Arent you-" He paused, looking at me more closely, "WIlbur Soot! My child love syour whole posse of people. The cloud smp or something."

"Oh. T- the dream smp. yeaah. that. Anyway, can i get theese now?" 

"No. Im sorry man but you dont look good right now. You need to be safe." He said, taking the razors off the counter.

"O- okay. Fine. Thank you." I turned and walked out of the shop. It was getting so hot in here. I decided to pull up my sleeves. Sure people would see, but i dont care anymore. 

I went back to the bench, tears falling again. 

I felt my phone ring. It was Tubbo. I declined the call.

Another call. This time it was Phil. Declined. more and more calls came in, and i declined every one of them. Thats when i heard the voice:

Northern and Waterloo and City Lines, and National Rail Services. This train terminates at Stanford. 

Curse you Julie Berry. It made me think of that song. The song that i had a cover of myself singing it preset ot post at at 10:57:5, so if you watched it just as realeased, the lyric "theres a reason they fail" would play right as the clock strikes 11  (you have no idea how confusing that was to figure out). This was so planned out that it almost felt fake. But it wasnt. I was going to leve this place. 

10:50 Finaly the time was coming. Ten more minutes. I put my hand in my pocket, feeling some sort of cord. I pulled it out, realizing that they were earbuds. I forgot i had theese in here, but thank god i did. I plugged them in and played a random playlist. The first song that came on was Red Water- Rehab. 

I tried listening to music, but i was getting so many texts and calls that i eventualy gave up. As i was trying to pause the music though, i got a call. I accedentaly pressed accept. It was from Phill again. 

"Oh Will! You answered!"

"I- Phil im- im sorry. I-"

"Hey no you dont have to apologize. Im on the way fright now with tommy and tubbo. We can all go get some ice cream or stream or something like that!"

He doesnt understand. "No. Phil- i- shoudnt said anything. Its too late." 

"Wulbur plea-" I hung up the call, leaving me in my own world again. 

10:58 I could hear the train now. Quickly, i plugged in the headphones again, then clicked on There are Listed Buildings By Los Campesinos!, witch was my faveorite song. With that, I walked cloer to the rails. 

The train was so close.

"Will!" I heard the shout over all the bustling noise, "Please dont do this!"

I saw the three break through the crowd. 

Tears srung to my eyes as i looked across their faces. 

But then there the train was. I had to. 

I let myself fall back into the railway. Not even half a second later everything went blank.

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