One Last Chapter.

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As i looked down at where I'm sat, all i could think about was suicide.

Not my own.

I think about how people could possibly regret it after jumping.

Do they look at the ground and say "shit this ain't good".

Do they regret it afterwards?

Probably not.

But I'm not the one to care.

I don't care.

I don't want to die. I mean not that i want to think about that shit.

What happens if you die anyway?
Will everything be better?
Will you're life be better?

As long as no one has proven what happens when you really die then I'm not risking anything.
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I'm alone at the rooftop of a building i don't even live in. The building is just always open so a bunch of strangers just go in. Won't even be surprised of there are a couple of people sleeping in here with no permission.

It's quite peaceful here actually.
I could stay here all day if it weren't for that snobby old lady who comes here every morning to clean.

She's a prick. A lot of people are.

Anyways I'll just relax here and live the peaceful life.

Had a shitty day.

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"Shit shit shit" i said not to loud.

Someone was coming in. I didn't even have time to get back up, instead i just laid down the cold cement floor.

Someone had gone inside.

It was too dark to see but i could tell it was a guy.

Great.

I hate people but out of all of them, i hate guys. Pathetic useless guys.

He was tall and thin. That's was the only thing i could see.

I think he didn't notice me.

Just as before i could say something, He kicked the chair close to him.

I flinched.

One of the chairs legs broke.

He didn't stop there. He kicked it again and again.

Why was this guy so mad at a fucking plastic chair?

Then i sat back up.

I was clearly annoyed at him.

I spoke to him.

"What the fuck" I cursed, not to loud but still loud enough for him to hear.

He then looked at me.

I don't know if he was mad that i was here the whole time while he tried to murder a plastic fucking chair.

He then gave me a worried looked. That made me confused.

I examined his eyes. He had gorgeous green eyes. Dark on the sides but light in the middle. I would say his eyes are attractive.

"Hey" he said with a soft toned voice.

"Why don't you go over here" he says
"You might fall." he added

I'd fall? Why the fuck does this dude think i would even fall?

He looked at me again with a worried looked as if i would fall.