Laying in bed his voice runs through my dull and numb head "I don't think that I can love you anymore." as that phrase echos through my head, I start to cry. When my phone lights up the dark and shadowy room I jump, it was the first noise I had heard all day other than my brother in the room next to mine laughing with his friends. The sound of their echoing laughter made my heart ache, it reminded me of his perfect, innocent laugh. Instead of dwelling on that thought I look at my phone, across the screen read "suicide chat" not the most creative name but you knew what people would be talking about on the chat. I opened the chat and read the most recent text which had caused my phone to go off. It was a text from Alex a lovely girl on the chat ;
Alex: I hate these stupid doctors. Just fucking kill me!
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Suicide Chat
Ficțiune adolescenți4 teens, Phillip, Alex, Luke and Hannah all with different issues " none of us on that chat had a good life or a reason to live but we keep slowly dying together."
