A husk, drifting in the wind. Devoid of all emotion, he thinks he can't go on. He drifts through life on a mask with wings, his strife hidden. He met a girl, for two years they were together, supporting eachother, helping eachother. One day a careless spark lit by a smoking father of the house next door lights some sticks. The sticks grew into a blazing inferno that consumes the sleeping house. The sirens start, and go through the night. The girl is gone, the boy is crushed. Days later a body is found at the bottom of a bridge, a necklace of rope around his neck. A note with one sentence; "I'll see her on the other side."
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A Collection of Tragic Deaths
RandomThe simple writings of a dark teen, focused on the tragic deaths of those around him.
