chapter 2~

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MIDNIGHT.
Tom couldn't sleep at all, and he has been having thoughts about suicide. Tom got up from his bed and grabbed the razor that was in his dreser, he felt warm tears roll down his face as he lifted his sleeve and cut his wrist. Tom bit his lip as he saw the crimson colored blood streaming down his arm. Tom cut again, and again, and again.

Tom stared at his cuts that were spilled onto his arms, Tom began to sob, and it woken up Edd.

Edd woke up from his bedroom to the sound of crying. He walked over to Tom's room as noticed that the sound was coming in there.

Edd knocked on the door. "Tom? It's midnight...what's wrong?" Tom didn't answer, he just bit his quivering lip.

"Tom?"

Again, no answer.

Edd assumed  that Tom stopped crying and has went to bed. Edd yawns and returns to his room, going back to sleep.

5AM
Tom was still awake. His thoughts of suicide getting more, and more intense by the second. Tom held his hand in his hands and wanted to scream for help. But he knew no one cares about him.

NEXT MORNING.
Tom woke up on the floor and rubbed his 'eyes'. He sits up and yawns.
He heard Edd call him down for breakfast. But Tom ain't coming down. He just layed on his bed and stares at the ceiling, falling back asleep.

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