Corsica's POV
(Sean - JackSepticEye)
(Mark - Markipkier)
I finally stopped crying and I realize how easy it would be for me to leave forever and be unknown. I dont have many friends to care. Maybe the person is right. Mark and Sean don't give a fuck. I feel another tear roll down my cheek. I am another face to 11 and 13 million. Just another viewer.
Those thoughts keep going through my mind until I can't take it anymore. I let out a loud scream and stand up and walk out of my bedroom. I walk past my mom in tears and she doesn't stop me.
I leave my warm cozy home to the cold darkness outside.
I get drenched in the rain and walk over to the cliff. Yes, we actually live near a cliff. It is all fenced off. I climb over the tall fence and jump down. I land safely and walk a few feet over. I look over the edge of the cliff and get lost in the darkness below. I sit down right on the edge and my legs dangle down.
I imagine myself jumping and the release it would give me. The rush of fresh air right before my blood splatters when I land. I smile and wipe a tear.
I stand up and back a step back. I get ready to jump when,
"CORSICA!!!"
Another short one because this book is short. I told you
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The Men Who Kept Me Living || JackSepticEye Markipkier
FanfictionOkay. I am obsessed with YouTube... In this book, it is going to be fictional, but based off how I feel. Does that make sense? It is going to be written from metaphors put into real life. I think I just made it more confusing. I am sorry. Corsica...
