Wishing for something more. (Completed)
"The waves roared through the night as I layed in the cold sand of the beach. I stared at the stars twinkling in the sky, the ocean breeze collaged up my nose, My lips were wounded, it was july fourth, people were partying and lighting up the sky with fireworks. While I was slowly dying...of a gunshot wound."
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To the nights we cried, to the people we loved, to the pain we went through, to the trouble we go into, 6 friends go through their way of life without falling apart, high school is a tough place especially when your just a lost person trying to figure out 'life'.
