A small wall stood at the top of the building, creating a ledge for you to lean on. You sat on the wall, looking at all the ant like figures on the ground before you. The building was bloody tall, and with the wind barging against your back, it made it feel like you were gonna come flying down to the ground. Sitting there for what felt like an eternity, the odd person noticed and shouted up to you. This lead to people standing there and shouting at the top of their lungs "why are you up there?" or "are you okay?". It was quite odd for people to show that they even care about what your next move will be considering everything everyone ever did to you.
Sitting on the wall facing everyone, a small amount of liquid dripped from your eyes. You occasionally shouted down to the audience "yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry" or "why are you bothering to show you even fucking care?".
But they didn't listen. Some were recording you and taking photos to share with their friends and put on social media or laughing at you. The twats, no respect for the the fact that this could be someone's last moments and they were exposing what will happen. What happened to also not recording someone without permission? Although, the majority showed that they cared for you, hoping that you didn't suddenly get up, stand on the wall and jump.Was kt fake? Are you sure that's not fake? Them trying to look good and show they "care" for you? Some people lived off the fact that they could make themselves look good by pretending they cared about you. You weren't sure about it but it felt good if they honestly did give a shit about you...
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Hope
General FictionThe story of a person ready to commit suicide vut all hope comes