i was sitting on the roof... a teenager was sitting on the grass below me... his hands were covered in blood... he was sitting there alone and he was mumbling .. in his hand he had something like a diary with drops of blood on it.. I flew a little closer..I could hear what he was mumbling..,,I wish i could be better boyfriend... I wish my family love me the way I am... I don't don't really care if i die anymore... What's the point of this anyway? When i turn my sadness to anger... kill me please..." tears slowly make their way down his cheeks.. my heart was broken seeing someone that young thinking of ending it all... i tried to hug him... i remember what i saw yesterday here.. that small kitten was hurt just like him.. they were both hurt from the inside... Maybe they could help each other.. that small kitten crawled out of the bushes behind him...
