I trudged through the rain and into the evening. My hair was was soaked and that sweatshirt wasn't so dry anymore. The cuts were burning but I didn't care. Through the rips and tears in my jeans I could see that the rain had caused blood from my cuts to run down my legs and slightly dampen my jeans. I didn't care about that either. Nothing could make me happy anymore and nothing could change my attitude. I was going where I was supposed to go and nobody could tell me different.
As I walk, I quietly hum a Crown the Empire song. My Vans slosh in the water, causing my feet to get wet. But I am too numb to feel it. I am too numb to feel anything anymore. If only they would have paid attention. If only there was somebody that would help me. I feel like I'm calling into a black abyss that nobody can hear me in. I think about how shitty life is, and how I'm lost in the dark. I furiously kick the water in front of me. In less than an hour, I make it to my destination. I slowly walk up to the guard rail when I see a boy. That's when I notice him looking over the edge, with one foot at the base.....
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The Suicide Pact
Roman pour AdolescentsCarter. 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
