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Caution: slight sensitive topics involved in this story, including death, blood and suicidal thoughts. Please proceed carefully, and feel free to not read if this may affect you personally. Enjoy! 5. I was frozen. My feet glued solid to the metal platform, unwilling to move. I wanted to run, I wanted to jump over the railing and catapult through the air, as long as it meant I was with him. Him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t try to save him. I could only stand there in fear. I was frozen, watching and waiting ...
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