BULLIED

Some days he barely made it through.
He held onto life…
But he wasn’t sure why.
To die felt like the release he needed, he desired, he craved as he lay in his bed crying…
Because the bullying was that bad.
More Raiden
Join the keyholders

But he wasn’t sure why.
To die felt like the release he needed, he desired, he craved as he lay in his bed crying…
Because the bullying was that bad.
Comments
Comment on this story!
YOU MUST BE A KEYHOLDER AND LOGGED IN TO COMMENT
Join