"No! You are lying, its not the first of April you know"
"Please Luke, i am not lying, please accept it"
"You think I'll accept it? Especially what you are saying? You must have mixed up the names. " I said calmly. I was unable to look at him in the eye because i could see it, heck, he has the same emotions in his eyes he had a moment ago: pleading, sadness and pity. Pity..... The emotion i hate the most. Pity, the emotion which has accompanied me since i was six.
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Smoking Kills 🚬
Short StoryLuke Taylor is a young teenager struggling to cope up with a life which isn't worth living. Will he continue to struggle to show people that he is stronger than they think he is? OR Will he run away from life and commit sucide to end his struggles...
