It took a bit of time to get straight to the top of the building right where the roof was, but you got there.
At the top of the building, you eagerly searched for something. Anything, to get to the roof. There was a small little square that was there to get to the roof, but you had tried opening that before and it hadn't opened before for you.
Trying anything to open it, ideas filled your head. One idea popped up constantly though, which was trying to unscrew the nails with whatever you could find there. If the objects failed, you vowed you would get the screwdriver you had at home and would attempt opening the little door. So you did just that...
After many attempts of trying to open it, you finally got though.
"ah shit, this is a tough one to get through" you said, muttering to yourself.
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Hope
General FictionThe story of a person ready to commit suicide vut all hope comes