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  • Parts 25
  • Time 41m
Complete, First published Apr 06, 2016
"Help me," a frightened voice whispered.


"STOP CALLING, especially at 2AM! It was fun but nothing special,  a  o-n-e   n-i-g-h-t  s-t-a-n-d." 


"Wait, what happened last night?" The boy stifled a laugh, through tears. 


"Superman lost his spandex's-wait who is this?" 

 
"Batman." 


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A boy made it  his mission in grade eleven to add everyone in his grade as contacts. They all had a emoji for their contact name, unless they held significants to him.

e.g:
:) = 04 982 562 789 

Now, two years into college, life is killing him. Literally. 

So he calls someone in his contact list, not knowing who, just asking for help because he was holding a bottle full of sleeping pills. 

He was the top jock, quarter back on the football team. Now he's no one.
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