Is there a cure

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Race now sold by himself.
He didn't involve himself in his friends life.
He was doing everything he could .
It wasn't enough.

At this point he couldn't sleep, as he was afraid he would die .
Couldn't eat , the flowers blocked his throat.
Couldn't breathe, well he could breathe but with great difficulty.

The flowers eventually got worse , he saw the same violet rose every time .

He needed help.
But who could he tell about this . He could be bullied, beaten up , left out by his friends.

He didn't want this .
Who would .
He was dying , slowly dying.

He craved spot .
He wanted to see his eyes , his face , his smile.
But he couldn't. He lied to his best friend. So he couldn't..

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 - 𝓃ℯ𝓌𝓈𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒶𝒸ℯWhere stories live. Discover now