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A Death By the Bleachers

TheNightStoryTeller

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Parts 26
Time 1h 36m

TheNightStoryTeller

adultfiction adulthood allamericanboy badboy bleachersfiction brothersconflict death depression emo fiction gay highschool lgbt life old past recordings romance runaway secrets suicide teenfiction theysay twins

I once remember my older brother telling me a story of a man who was too demented for repair, that he was left alone in this world to die alone. But, I believe other wise. 

I believe there is always a story for those who are demented because in reality they aren't demented. They're scared, lost, and they know things. They know things that they wished to not know. 

I am 🏷

•~•~*~*~•~•~*~*~•~•

In my life I never feared
anything more than my 
brother. 
I never feared death, 
but I feared the destruction 
that my brother could unleash. 
I feared for society, 
I feared for myself, 
I feared for him. 
Nothing in this world could 
describe the fear I felt towards 
him. 
I always believed my life was a poem,
and in a way I always waited for 
someone to break it. 
I waited and waited until I 
lost it all. 

I am Ace Moore.All Rights Reserved

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