"You stupid son of a bitch!" He strikes hard at his son his young teenage son. I cower back I try to hide from him he grabs me by the rim of my shirt he punches me again this time it is harder, I cry out in pain but no one will hear me and even if they did why would they help no one cares about me. I wait for the beating to be other my life wasn't always like this I used to love I used to have ambitious now I want death. My dad wasn't always this bad he actually used to be my second favourite person but then my mother died in a car crash he became depressed and alcohol was the only way he could forget everything that happened.
It is 5 o'clock in the morning the sun isn't up it's still pitch black outside I have to get up in a hour that is what I'm suppose to do but I won't today is the last day I live in this house this world I lift up my bed covers and walk toward towards the small box in the corner of my room I open it to reveal a long rope. I pick it up and tie a noose I wrap the other end of the rope to my lampshade I put the noose around my neck and kick away the chair I dangle losing breath I see darkness and yet it's more inviting then the life I'm living.
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RomancePressure, hate , love. Life is hard being in high school is harder people put you down people want you dead this is the story about a troubled boy falling for a girl but sometimes life drags you down.
