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There was no way there was currently a knife sticking out of his chest. No way he was covered in his own blood, the scarlet liquid staining his surroundings brightly. Certainly he wasn't the victim of bullying gone too far. Those kids definitely hadn't picked on him since kindergarten.

There was no way he was going to die before 18. He was going to see his grandkids get married and tracel the world and become a famous rrocker with thousands upon thousands of girls screaming his name. Right?

Wrong, because the knife was buried in his chest, he was bleeding out, and there was no way in hell anyone was going to save him.