"Despair is a cruel thing"
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Last published Mon, Mar 8, 2021
"b-but that's not fair..."she stuttered," I did what I was supposed to..!"she whispered, the tears on her face scowling at the floor
"That's it. This is the end"He mumbled, his lip starting to tremble, a short intake of breath followed his lips.
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Despair is a cruel thing- a sad story.
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Possible TW
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Suicide
Anxiety
Death
Apocalypse
Detailed gore
Bullying
Possible romantic scene.
Drinking/alcohol
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F-Female
M-Male
Characters(no last names):
Rue (F)
Tristan(M)
Xavier(M)
Mara(F)
Tania(F)
Cozbi(F)
Loki(M)
Damien(M)
Oli(M)
Camilla(F)
Sara(F)
Samuel(M)
Victoria(F)
Gabby(F)
Jordan(M)
Zachary(M)
Finley(M)
Connor(M)
Luke(M)
Conny(F)
Lani(F)
Sasha(F)
Grace(F)
Analia (F)
Mrs Smith
Mr Johnson
Mr Harper
Mrs Elizabeth
Principal Neuro
Vice Principal Woods
Mr Spencer
Mr Horrizon
Mrs Oaks
Miss Tame
Miss Hedgefield
Miss Taria
Mr Scott
Mr Cory
Mr Paul
Mr Smith
About 10+ mysterious unknown characters that you never learn the names of. Certain characters were not included .
Nobodys Pov:
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Rue hated school. She hated it so much. If only something to happen so she could stay off school. She had friends, certainly. But doesnt everyone? But now everyone, everyone has these; enemies.she had so many and she didnt realize. She hated life. But only at her lowest will she ever realize that she didnt mean that. Well not then, anyway.
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