Beat. |PHIGHTING PHAN PHIC|ANGST

A dream.

The next few days were hell. Boombox rethought his life choices.
Would be easier to die. Would be easier to not be around for people to worry about.

There he stood, standing over the world, the void of a night blocking out any light illuminating onto him. Looking upon the bright happy lights, a flash of regret floods him.

STEP.
STEP.
STEP.

JUMP.

He didn't cry, nor scream. A quiet death. Before he hit the ground, he muttered a quick apology to the world.

CRASH.

He woke up to the sound of his alarm clock falling off his night stand. Cold sweat running down his face, neck, arms and legs. He checked the date. It was a day before his great fight. He checked his blade. Still packaged up. Unused. He checked his boombox. Unbroken. He checked his phone. The bullies and bad messages were no longer there.

It was just a dream. A bad dream. He frantically wiped his tears and sweat before falling back asleep.

END.

SO ANYWAYS- I think I'm on an ending book streak lmfao so that's all for this book, I'm not continuing it anymore neither am I passing this book to someone else, it was just a book I wanted to use to bully my friend with lmao

thanks for the shit post comments and for the reads love y'all

-charlie