After the hard work he did in college, finally, he graduated. High scores, highest honors, you can imagine his success. After this hard work he decided to celebrate. His celebration = his dissolution.
Dear Diary,
My graduation just got finished, and of course we had to celebrate for my successes. I got highest honors, passed the HUMMS (Humanities) strand, and I finally learned how to play piano. We celebrated our successes in the graduation ball, and honestly, it was so fun. I even had an intermission number. When my teacher said I have this number, I was like "Wait whaaa?" And of course my teacher said, "Of course, you play very well the piano, don't you?" So there I played my favorite piece (Êtude Op.10 No.5 "Black Keys"), and everyone got shocked on how good I am now. Of course after that, the real fun happened. Here is when my classmate forced me to try this new champagne. I, to be honest, got so addicted to it, I just wanted more. Until, I reached to the point where I just passed out of drinking too much. No one cared, actually, because they thought I was going to wake up. But, I didn't anymore. They didn't see the nosebleed I dave right now. I died (of course) all because of a stupid alcohol. Life can be fun, but, I guess, too much fun can kill you.
- Xavier
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The Seven Lives
General FictionA story of a boy named Xavier. We look into how Xavier lived his seven lives. We look into his diary. BTW this is my first story, hope you guys like it.
