Prologue..
He's got this world around him, but he doesn't seem to move. Stuck watching history repeat itself, wishing he could get out of this nightmare. He sees the scars on his arms grow with intention. There's a numb feeling in this boy.
Pain doesn't phase him anymore he enjoys the blood pools that form underneath him. Deeper and deeper with every ounce of rage he's got.
He's calm now but don't you see he's dying here in this isolation.
No more smiles are cracked upon his pale face, he doesn't eat, he doesn't leave his room. He watches as things decease and rot away. He doesn't care anymore. This world got the best of him. This boy is dead.
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This Boy..
Short StoryDarren is an outcast in this cruel world. His life is a roller coaster. Find out what happens in this boy's life Maybe you too can relate to him..
