Description
I was doing some household chores, minding my own business. I took a seat just to relax for a while before going back to work. I opened my phone and scrolled through hundreds and thousands of random posts and memes. Out of nowhere, I got a message. "please, help me. I don't know who else to talk to." that message shooked the living soul inside me. "... sent a photo" If I was shocked by the message itself, I had the ultimate pressure and anxiety pinned on me. It was her. I put on my shoes and my jacket and ran hell. I reached her house and knocked the door as if it was about to break. Someone opened the door and in all honesty, I didn't know what to do. -- Hello, this is my first story I guess. I'm using wattpad once again to find a way to kill time and get my imagination out of the bush. I hope you all like it! Please give it a heart or like, whatever it is and also star... it? I completely forgot how wattpad works I'm sorry. TW: Blood, Suicide, Prohibited Language, Depression, Sexual Content (a little) As you can see, there are a lot of stuff pointing to killing one's self in the TWs. Please consult an adult if you are experiencing such situations. Life is too short, DO NOT plan to make it shorter.
Prologue - The Incident.
