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Submitted to Contest #240
(Trigger warning!!!suicide, self harm, mentions of abuse/alcoholism) The wind brushed harshly against my cheeks. Frigid as I stared at the play equipment in the park. They always said he was too cold, too distant, too full of hate, to be able to love anyone. They didn’t know him as I did, the way his eyes lit up when his favorite song came on, the way he smiled when I told him I made the football team. They couldn’t know, it wasn’t that he was incapable of love, he was too scared to try. It always hit him in the gut hard, like someone took a...
The sun was low in the sky, and the slow songs of the crickets were playing rhythmically all around. Shane sat on his friends couch, surrounded by four of his closest friends. Gabby, Leana, Sam, and Jake were sprawled out in different places around the room. They were absent-mindedly talked to each other about school drama. Who liked who, classes, new crushes. Only vaguely noticing that Shane wasn't an active participant in the conversation. His eyes wandered around the room, trying to sum up the courage to say what he needed to say. This wa...
(TW mentions of SH and mental illness) Lia Renter. She heard the name echoing in her head. Lia Renter, her best friend. Lia, with the blue hair, and fishnets, the unapproachable girl who everyone knew, the girl who ran away last summer and no one knew why. Except for her best friend, Jackie Sage, who had not been seen at school since last month. Jackie was not the social type, not in the slightest, not at all. She read books and went to the park on weekends when she wasn't working in the bookstore. She was at the park the last day she saw ...
(Trigger warning!!!)They always said he was too cold, too distant, too full of hate, to be able to love anyone. They didn’t know him as I did, the way his eyes lit up when his favorite song came on, the way he smiled when I told him I made the football team. They couldn’t know, it wasn’t that he was incapable of love, he was too scared to try. It always hit him in the gut hard, like someone took a concrete block and threw it at him, knocking him down every time until he wasn’t able to get up until he was too broken to try again. And it becam...
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