Suffocated - 12

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Running out of the school and onto the street, i start crying.

He wishes he never was my friend.

I run across the road, not bothering to look for cars.

He wishes he was never my friend.

I run all the way home.

HE WISHES HE WAS NEVER MY FRIEND!

I cry harder as i open the door and run up to my room, leaving it wide open and not even caring.

"He wishes he was never my friend!" I scream out and cry harder, dropping to my knees and bawling.

I slowly make my way to my closet and get out a metal coat hanger. Crying softly, i get my desk chair and put it under a hook which used to hold a fairy light which my sister had loved, so i buried it with her, leaving the hook bare. I stand up on the chair and put the top hook part resting against it and putting my head through the big gap in the middle.

All i have to do is kick the chair away. That's all i have to do.

I close my eyes and breathe in and out deeply a few times, tears rolling out of my eyes. I hear feet stomping against the stairs, the noise getting louder and louder.

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