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Sticks and stones may break his bones but names drive him to suicide. R & R?
"Fag." "Emo." "Goth." "Gay." "Freak." "Shit."
He always pretends to smile, but he breaks down inside when he thinks they're not looking.
Sob. Sob. Sob. Sniffle. Gulp.
He hates being at home.
Bottle. Wall. Smash. Tears. Mother. Crying.
He can't take it.
I. Give. Up.
He runs up the stairs.
And into his parent's bedroom.
Ruffle. Thump. Rummage. Thump.
Wraps his fingers round his dad's handgun.
Cold. Metal. End. Smile.
He looks round his room.
And holds the gun to his temple.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
--Guys) I was thinking about doing a series of these, using a whole bunch of different methods of suicide. Yay or nay? -Ash xx