Chapter 2

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Sonic's POV



I whimpered, now laying on the ground. I was heavily bruised, and bleeding in several places. My dad threw the beer bottle at me. I winced and hissed in pain as the glass went deep into my skin.

"Leave! Now!" My dad demanded. I weakly stood up. "GO!" I started to run as fadt and as good as I could, since my whole being hurt.

Why can't this just end? Why can't this just end?!

I then gave a gasp of realization and headed for a bridge, to which I soon arrived. The bridge hung over water, which was about a hundred feet down. I smiled. I wouldn't survive. I started to walk towards the edge, thinking of being free. I was now at the edge, looking down at the water. I smirked and stepped over the edge, and then I started to fall.

Freedom...

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