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What defines us is how well we rise after falling. ~*~ I will be incorporating the other heroes into this story, not quickly or all at once, because this is a Spiderman fanfiction, but the Avengers (and others) will be in this book at some point in time. * The wind pressed against me, making my chest feel like it was being crushed. The sky was grey, and stormy, the clouds looked molten. My legs shook as I walked to the edge of the building, and I got up onto the side wall, and stood there, peacefully gazing across the city landscape. I closed my eyes, and I could feel the depression coiled inside me stir, and it bit my heart like a snake, its poison leaking into it. I was so depressed that sometimes, I felt completely numb, but now, my emotions opened its jaw, and they crashed out like a tsunami. Overwhelmed, I began to sob, my heart being pulverized in my chest, and I covered my face with my arm, the movement stinging the cuts, and ripping open scabs. For a minute, I hesitated, my mom, dads, and brothers face flashing behind my eyelids, but they vanished at the thought of how relieved I would be to finally be still, for eternity. Disclaimer: I do not own anything about Spiderman except this fanfictions plot and Unique characters. Warning: This contains some gore, gay/boy x boy content, and suicidal thoughts and actions as well as self harm. Read at your own discretion.
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