There once was a boy.
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Thread Topic: There once was a boy.
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His life was awful, and he was very suicidal. So suicidal, in fact, that he contemplated suicide nearly every night. He was always thinking of new ways to end his pitiful existence. However, the boy never could really do it.
One night, as the boy had just started recovering from another breakdown, he reached deep into his closet which held a mixture of his and his brother's clothes. Suddenly, a long and heavy gun fell from the very back. The boy's heart stopped. The boy stared at this weapon, a rifle, before gently removing it. He was too scared to check if it had any bullets. His eyes were particularly drawn to the delicate trigger which mocked the boy's cowardice. He put the gun back after some time and went on with his evening.
After a while, the gun nagged at the boy's brain. Let's play a game of Russian Roulette, thought the boy, Then we'll know if it's loaded or not. After laying around for too long, the boy gave in. He took the gun again and pressed it against his forehead, the cold barrel indenting his skin. He awkwardly held the gun and used his thumb to press the trigger. And he killed himself.
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f---ing goddamnit, Seth.
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It wasn't loaded.
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eclipseT_E_C Newbiewait he killed himself because it was not loaded
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Stfu. And go away.
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No. That was just the outcome that was expected, and so he predicted his own future and wrote that. But he failed. It wasn't loaded and he's alive.
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