* warning this story will dive heavily into things including server mental health issues, bullying, suicide, and death. readers descension is advised*
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I look down towards the asphalt below. The rain, pounding my skin like sharp needles. My black hair sticking like webs to my face adding a dreary look to my already disheveled appearance. Well I guess this is it. It's over. It's really all going to be over. I was just six steps away from the edge now. I take a breath and start walking forward.
One step.
How did things turn out this way?
two steps.
Why did this have to happen?
Three.
What went wrong?
Four.
How did things go so terribly wrong!
Five
Why? Why did I have to ruin everything?
six…
It's cold.
I'm so sorry…
I never meant for this to happen?
I wonder if he felt cold too?