Today is the day. I knew it would come some time. It's the day I run out of things I love. The only thing I love are heights. The type you could jump from. You know. The ones that kill. But I can't tell Rosa. She cares about me. I know it. But the problem is no body else cares, no body else would pay attention if I jump, if I land on the pavement no body would pay attention. I've built up the courage. I'm going to climb.
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Falling Down
Короткий рассказShort suicide story. If you are thinking of killing yourself don't do it. Someone always wants you to live.
