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Jun 2016
She stands in the circle of friends
Laughing
He walks down the hallways
Smiling

They go to lunch
And she pokes at the cardboard pizza
As she laughs at a joke made about her
And he pokes at his sandwich
As he smiles towards his friends teasing

They ride home on the bus
Keeping an eye on one another
While sharing goodbyes with friends

They exist the bus together
And excange the words
They had spoken only once before.
today?
today

Bro and sister walked towards their own personal hell
That no one knew of but them.

Later that night
Two souls made their way to freedom
Hand and hand
With the sound of gun shots.
I was thinking about how no one knows what's going on outside school. And are always surprised when a supposed happy person killed themselves. Normally it's not that hard to see the reason why they did it when you see the whole picture. So I decided to write a story about it. As an example.
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