Gone. Just...gone. Suicide claims another but not just anyone. It claimed the only person I loved. The only person who made me feel worth it. Bullying, hate, anger, he went through it all. I'll blame myself because I have no one else to blame and society will never take credit for the lives they steal. So I'll take the blame. You can blame me for your lost sons, your lost daughters, your lost friends.
You can blame me because I blame me too.
Loss and grief take over and she has to battle this awful fight alone. Suicide has ruined her but will she take it her self? Will she follow the footsteps of many others before her? Will she succumb to society's abuse? Or will she fight back...
I guess we haven't been introduced properly. My name is Glade and this is the beginning
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.