I sniffled one last time as I glanced at the wet pavement beside me. All it took was one quick step into oncoming traffic. All it took was that one small movement of my feet. All it took was convincing my brain that this was the right thing to do; that no matter what comes next in life nothing will ever get better.
I took another peek at the road and took a deep breath. If I was ever going to do something in my life people would at least care about, now was the time. I mean, even if no one I knew cared, at least it would make the news. And maybe then someone will see it and at least think about who I was. Maybe what I could've become. However I know right now in my state of mind, I'll never become anything worthwhile. I took a deep breath and stepped forward.
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Falling Slowly
Teen FictionIt's been years after the divorce of Rebecca Adam's parents, and things have never seemed bleaker. Her mother is hardly ever home and it's a known fact that they have a hateful relationship, filled with one-sided yelling and threatening sticky-notes...
