He Would Run

Everyday when he got off the bus he would run, but why was he running? Who was he running to? Who was he running from? Nobody knew because nobody knew him.

This story deals with the heavy topic of bullying and suicide. It isn't quite polished yet and it is one I thought would be best to tell quickly through a short story as opposed to one with many parts.

And the next story I write will be much longer and won't be as sad or depressing as the first two are.

Thank you for reading!