THE BOY THAT HEARS THINGS THAT AREN'T THERE
Rosta-Farca is bad. it's not helping me. i missed the friday. i messed it up for them. im sorry. my parents told me what happened. everyone is worried about me and they think i didn't know about the plan. but oh did i know, and i wish i was there to do it with them.
i cannot get out of here. i need them.
the voices are getting stronger. nothing is helping. i convince them im getting better.
THREE WEEKS LATER
i am getting out. today. they are convinced im better. im not, i know im not. they don't know that though. the minute i get home, im joining my friends.
i arrive home and immediately go upstairs and grab the rope i was supposed to use, tie it up and put it around my ceiling fan. i put the noose around my neck. then jump.
soon everything goes black.
this is the end of Suicide Club.
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Suicide Club
Teen Fictionthe boy you'd least expect the silent girl the boy that hears things that aren't there the artist the suicidal guy