He didn't know what he was feeling but it was horrible.
His life felt like it was spiraling downhill.
It felt like the entire universe was against him.
He didn't want to feel like this anymore.
Sadness? No... It felt so much worse...
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It had been like this for weeks, and he told nobody.
He was home alone today, and looking through the fridge. He looked at a blade in the kitchen, and picked up. He stared at it....
He brought it to his arm... He'd seen his brother do this when he was upset, so ot wouldn't be too bad if he tried while he's feeling... Whatever this was, right?
"What... What am I thinking?! No!"
He then threw it to the ground, and ran into his room, slammimg the door. He leaned against the wall, and slid to the floor, starting to cry.
He even screamed once or twice. Lucky he was alone.
The feeling was becoming more and more unberable by the second. He still didn't know what it was...
He knew that he wanted something. He didn't realize what at first.
It suddenly came to him....
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Death.
That's what he wanted.
He wanted nothing more than to disappear without a trace, then and there.
He wanted to die. Nobody would care anyways, would they?
He instead layed down and quietly sobbed.
He felt like he couldn't tell anyone about this. They'd laugh, or tell him to"grow up"
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So Takeru Takashi would just have go on, suffering in silence.
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