Zeke sat in this room with but one window, a bed, a bookshelf filled with music CDs and what looked like DJ equipment. He sat on the bed, phone in hand scrolling through the many many messages from these school bullies and other students as well and the tears soaked his cheeks. He took off his headphones and threw them down on the floor with such force that they broke.
He went over to the other side of the room and gathered a pen and paper and began writing. His tears soaked the paper with which he was writing on and the ink ran but he didn't care he kept writing. When he was finished he placed it under the pen on his desk.
The note would be an important part he knew so his parents understood and others as well. Not that he thought anyone would care. Shortly after Zeke hung himself.
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That was the first time I had seen someone die before it had actually happened. But little did I know it wouldn't be the first time. What I did know was that I was gonna do whatever I could to change Zeke's mind.. one thing was for sure, that wasn't normal, Zeke needed help, of the two choices he had chosen the latter, there was still time, but the question was, how much time...
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Teen FictionTime is simple. 60 seconds in a minute. 60 minutes in an hour. 24 hours in a day. 7 days in a week. 4 weeks in a month. 12 months in a year. Time is something everyone understands. It's a common ground. It's the same to everyone. Except for one diff...
