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#1 Dying Summer

Y/n POV

I sat on the railway track as the hot breeze harshly brushed against the fresh bruises and cuts on my skin while caressing the old one, making me leave out a sigh. Sitting in a surrounding full of nature was a dream of many but for me it was a nightmare.

Who wouldn't be happy sitting silently while listening to the branches creaking, small animals  shuffling through detritus, squirrels chattering, leaves rustling, wind whistling around trunks disturbing the leaves, birds singing, insects humming, churring or the rustle of animals?

But here I wasn't happy. Why? Because unlike everyone who would like to come here to enjoy their life, I was here to end mine. I had no will to live a life like this where I had no one to care about me, no one to talk to me or no one to even protect me. I'm like a human punching bag for everyone, a toy to let out their frustration on.

For them, I'm not even a human let alone them considering my emotions. I understand that I get bullied in my school because I am an outcast but my home, am I an outcast there too? My mom left us when I was 7 years old and my dad doesn't care about that. He gets drunk every night, brings different women in his bed, beats me constantly and doesn't even pays my school fees.

Is that what I was born for? Doesn't I deserve to live a better life like everyone else? I snapped out of my thoughts as the distant sound of the train's horn rang in my ear making me realise that this is it. Enough of the torture and malicious actions, I would atleast be in peace up there.

I looked up when I noticed the train getting nearer to me at it's full speed. I closed my eyes as a lone pair of tears escaped my eyes when I got reminded of all the things I tolerated till now, 19 years of hell was finally going to end. I don't even need to care about anyone after me because I know no one would even fake cry on my death. Harsh, but it's the fact.

The people in my school must be laughing making fun of me after my death, calling me coward and all. And my father? Huff! He must be drinking in happiness for getting all the money of my life insurance that my mother saved till I was 7 years old.

Everyone remembers their best memories of the life while dying, meanwhile I don't even have anything to remember except all the worst things happened to me. The train's horn rang louder than before as I felt the tracks beneath me shaking as it came closer. I leave out a sigh while clutching my hoodie and squinting my eyes.

That was it.

The end of my problem.

The end of the worst phase of my life.

The end of my life....

"Yaah!! Move!!" I opened my eyes at the sound and looked towards my left to see a boy running towards me. I glanced at my front and then again at him."Move!! Move!! You'll die!!" He constantly shouted as I got up in confusion, it was as if my mind was out of my control.

I looked at him unsure of what to do next. The train was barely 5 metres away from me as I stepped backwards."Fast!! Jump out of there!! Please!!" He pleaded as I gazed at him before jumping out of the track, just then the train crossed from there at high speed.

My heart thumped against my chest as I tried to process what just happened. Wasn't I supposed to die? I looked at the guy infront of me as he shook my shoulder while frowning deeply."Are you crazy?!! What do you even think you were doing?! You could've died!!" He yelled as I shrugged off his grip.

"So? Why do you care? It's none of your business whether I die or live." I said coldly as he crossed his arms across his chest."Sure it's not my business, but do you even know how much pure and precious this place is?" He asked as I looked back at him.