My legs pumped hard at the bike pedals. It was pouring, and the rain blinded me as I swerved in and out of different obstacles. To get to my destination, I had a long way to go but I didn't care. I didn't care if my mom was worried, I didn't care if I missed dinner.. in fact, I didn't care about anything anymore. I knew where I was going and me only. Nobody to stop me... nobody to object. In fact, why would they? Nobody gives a shit about me and nobody ever has. Not even my own mother, who's been an emotional wreck since my dad died.
My anger causes me to pedal faster and faster, until my legs are so tired that I need to rest. I slow down, and stop at a park. I throw my bike to the ground instead of putting it in the bike rack. I sit on a bench and let my thoughts consume me. I've grown so tired... so tired of the bullies.. so tired of everything.
I pick my bike up from the ground and brush the seat off. I continue on for what seems like forever, when I finally reach my destination. There is nobody in sight. I throw my bike on the ground once again and walk over to the guard rail. I look into the deep murky water... that's at least 25 stories. I get a shiver down my spine as I put one foot at the base of the guard rail........
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The Suicide Pact
Подростковая литератураCarter. Emily. Mark. Tabitha. Liam. Charlotte. All have different stories, all have different reasons. Unlikely friends with only one thing bringing them together. The need to kill... themselves
