We were just kids, why'd you do it?
Just kids?
Just kids.
Why'd you have to do this to me? to us?
Was your life seriously worth nothing?
"Do you think we have a chance to change?" Jewels, tears drop to the floor.
Blood was on Hakim's hands, Ayumu was drained of energy, I was in the background going unnoticed, and Diego was silent.
We all gather around each other and sit in a circle, crisscrossed on the floor. "do you think we deserve a chance to change?"
"Do I?" we all face Diego, finally he's speaking. "I dragged y'all into this for my selfish desires, you guys have bright futures I don't."
"Don't say that?" Hakim rubs Diego's shirt, and Diego flinches because of the blood on Hakim.
"Am I really worth caring for?" Ayumu speaks up.
We all nod.
Once again, Jewels asks "Do y'all think we have a chance to change?"
Do they? Do we?
We didn't even have a chance to change.
We were just kids. Kids who wanted to be loved in a world filled with hate.
Kids. Rape. Kids. Abuse. Kids. Suicidue. Kids. Murder. Kids. Death.
It's all a game and we were the main target.
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