Give me therapy.
I'm a walking travesty
~All Time Low
Vik was done.
He was tired of the bullying.
He was tired of the teasing
He didn't want any of it.
All he wanted was a voice, but he didn't have one.
He was tired of trying.
His parents didn't care as long as he couldn't talk.
So, he grabbed his dad's gun and ran out into the woods.
On Thursday night, Vik died with the sound of a gunshot. That was enough to get the message across.
A/N
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bonjour
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