Post by parker on Jun 16, 2011 11:26:34 GMT -5
Parker had just gotten out of class; he told the teacher that he had to use the bathroom. He went their but not to actually use it, he generally just sat there. He opened the door and walked in, thankfully no one was in there. He went into the third stall and sat down; he put his head in his hands. He needed to relax or he wanted to relax, he wanted to get his mind off of things. He doesn’t have many classes with his friends so he tends to get lonely which was kind of hard for him.
He pulled a little object from his pocket, a little razor. He looked at it then pulled up his shelve, was he really going to do it today? Or just like last time put it back in his pocket. Are you going to do it? He asked himself and started to shake. He dropped the razor and put his hands back on his face. I can not do it, I can not do it. He thought to himself, he stood up and kicked the razor into another stall. He let out a deep breath and stood there for a minute.
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