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"you make me begin."
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Rain poured down as the boy walked down the sidewalk in the shadows of street lights, making the immense streaks of water show in the night.
All he could think about was the struggle of being punched, kicked, and pushed around every day of his life, by kids from school who think less of him.
He looked to his left, glancing at the dark road to his side, covered with a thin sheet of shine and light, from the downpour.
Then, from the distance, he saw a car, racing down the slippery street with speed. He noticed something rather odd about the car.
It's headlights were off.
He overlooked all of the events that had played over the days, months, years even, feeling empathetic for his own damn self.
The boy in the black hoodie thought about all of the sad memories he had, and made the fatal decision to walk onto the dark pavement.
