Prologue

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I’ve always been sad. I’ll probably always be sad. A lot of people are sad, most don’t even know why. But I know why. It’s because I have nobody, I don’t have anyone to talk to… no one to love.

That’s how I ended up here, on this roof. And I finally know what I have to do, I know I’m nothing, I’m useless.

The wind blew against my face, the cold air like sharp needles stabbing at my skin. I put one foot forward, off the rooftop, and took a deep breath.

I can finally get out of this hell. Nobody will even notice, nor care.

As I moved my body forward off the roof, I felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me back.

I was saved, even though, at the time, I didn’t want to be.

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