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Last published Sat, Aug 25, 2018
Tobias's 18th birthday.
Many kids would be happy on this day, right?
Finally get to move out. Go to college. Marry. Start a life of their own. Freedom.
But that isn't the case with Tobias.
He doesn't have anyone watching over him any more. Parents. Siblings. Friends. Significant others.
He was alone in a dark, cruel world. Where he has to worry about not being raped in an alley just by walking down the street to the supermarket. Where being sexually harassed and assaulted became normal in his everyday life.
Living in a household where his brother was pretty much missing from him life. While his parents fought. Mother neglected. Father abused.
Tobias stood at the edge of a cliff. Staring down at the rushing water at the bottom.
The water was moving in quite the rush. Though looked so beautiful and sweet, and even inviting.
One more step and he'd be going over the edge.
One more step and maybe all his pains will be washed away.
One more step and it'll all be over.
Deep breaths.
Deep breaths.
It's time.
With that last, final step... He fell off the side of the cliff.
Tumbling down the sides. Being pierced and smacked by rocks before finally crashing into the water.
Goddamnit.
Not dead yet....
But he can't move. Or yell. Or scream.
He just lay there, under the water.
His head felt ready to explode and his lungs trying to find any source of air.
Will he be found and saved?
Or will it be too late for the boy?
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