Its all my fault. 1|

"Why you?" Caspar sobbed at the early hours of the morning. His head leant against the cold metal of the hospital bed. His fingertips only met the young boys laying lifeless in the bed, it should of been him.it was a bad idea in the first place. It was all his fault was the only thing that could run through his head.

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Alcohol solves everything. Right?

Well that's what The young boys thought, until a tragic event happens leaving one of them in a life or death situation for a few months . Caspar soon realised how much he had took his friend for granted and his feelings he kept putting off were true.

Mentions depression, swearing and self harm.