To Alana, from Louis
my aunt enrolled me at a college near her home. i'm taking my second year of a levels. the same a levels that we picked to do together. the same ones we had done repeatedly for a year.
i didn't go.
i spent six hours in a nearby park, every minute trying to pluck up the courage to move towards the building, but it was fucking terrifying me.
Delivered - 24/10/15 - 23:14 pm
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seven reasons why
Short Storywhen all you have left of someone is a breadcrumb trail as to why they ended their life, there's not much you can do not to follow it. seven letters seven reasons why.
