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5 reasons to stay (The Strypes fanfic)

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My eyes were filled with tears. I knew what I was doing. But I didn't know why.
I just didn't want all of this anymore. It was all too much and I wanted to leave it all behind.
I deliberately chose a bridge away from civilization. No one would know. No one would notice. I stood on the edge, staring down into the darkness. As if this all wasn't dramatic enough, it also began to rain.
My hair was soaked within minutes, clothes felt heavy against my skin. I quickly looked around a bit, to make sure that there was really no one to see this happen.Todos los derechos reservados

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Dead Memories

"When the heart is dark and no one cares is when you've lost it all." I looked away tears in my ice blue eyes. "That's where you're wrong." he raised my gaze to meet his. Kymberly thought it was the end of the road. Her father was in prison, her mother had just died and she sold the family home. Just when she thought she had nothing left to give she finds out otherwise. Her old friend was just as messed up as she was.