I didn't sleep. I'm tired. Not even from not sleeping, just from what's happened in the last 12 hours. Adams dead, mitch hates me and no one seems to understand. Why do I need to be the one to live? Why couldn't I die instead of Adam? I should be dead. Needless to say I wish I didn't exist. Be dead. Anything to stop my sadness. I want to see Adam playing minecraft then tweet something philosophical. Him having a horrible past, something I would never understand.
I need something to ease my pain and I look around and think. I see something out of the corner of my eye, having a shine of light on it coming from the window as the sun rises. Its my pocket knife so sharp and shiny sitting on the counter. I walk slowly towards it feeling the sharp tip on my finger and bring it to my forearm. And slide it across my arm.
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Romansan original asfskyenja story by myself. Thanks for reading If you do :D
