Hey guys. Sean here.
Sorry Randall couldn't post a chapter. He wrote it, but just couldn't post it. It uh....being....today and all. We thought that maybe you guys should get a "pre-view" of something that will happen later on. Actually, the events of this chapter happen on March 17. Well can't do much. Hurt arm and all that. So enjoy and review!
Preview Chapter
I arrived in the empty school. A few sounds passing by. The only think I could hear was the muffled cry coming from my mouth.
In my hands was the rope, tough and sturdy. My blurred tear eyes looked onto what I was heading too in the old hallway.
A spike, which was used to hold a flag, near one of the old doors was what I caught. I slowly approached it. My muffling still continued with the tears in my eyes. I sniffled as I stopped below it.
"(..Fine....it....it'll be quick....)" I thought with another sniffle. I looked back at the rope. I placed it down slowly and walked over to one of the doors. Opening with a creak, I looked in. No one....just desks and chairs.
I dried the tears from my eyes and grabbed the nearest chair and dragged it out. I really didn't care if it made any noise or not.
I got back into the hall and placed the chair underneath the spike. I looked yet again at the rope. "(....A rope.....I thought it would be better than this...)" I thought, trying to get the tears from my eyes out. I grabbed it, waiting to hear if someone would come by. No one.....I was alone.
I picked it up and climbed on the chair. "Guess.....I was...to always be alone" I said out loud, I didn't care anymore. I threw the rope over the spike and grabbed it again, trying my best to make a strong not so it wouldn't break.
"Nothing was ever going right for me......guess I shouldn't be so surprised...." I said, using the end of the rope to make.....a louse.
"Guess I really have no purpose......maybe I was just to be the biggest failure...." I said, trying to get the not right.
"Come on!" I yelled, fiddling with it. I finally finished. For a moment, I wondered again if anyone was around.
"....Like anyone would care" I thought. With a shivering sigh, I placed the louse around my neck, making it tight.
"Maybe....I was....an accident..." I thought, moving my tail through the hole and gripping the one of the chair's legs.
This was it for me.....I had to accept what I had to do. To end everything that has been happening to me since I was born. I closed my eyes. In that time, I wondered.
Nobody cares about me....no one. Why should I even live? I'm only going to be a failure. Why am I treated this way? What did I ever do to life to make it so mad at me. Was I just created so that others had something to laugh at? Was I to gain everything then lose it? Or to just fail.
Inside me, a dark stirring voice rose. The one that kept me in the door vault and end Sullivan's life. I kept questioning me.
"Why are you living? Why suffer? Why go through pain? What if all your struggling is for not? Why do you struggle so, Randall? What are you trying to accomplish? Everything you would do would be a failure in the end won't it?
You are alone. No friends. No one would take you in. Your family abandoned you. If they are still alive, why did they leave you? If they are alive......they don't care about you.
Friendship. There is no such thing. Every friend you'll make Randall....will only turn against you in the end. Anyone who is behind you is always having a knife in their pocket....
Pain, misery, sorrow......You know much of this. You cannot accept them, so why have them? No matter what you become....it will all end.
End it now. Let the pain end.
The only thing Peace can offer is War.
And the only way to end pain.....is to end life itself....
Now Randall. End your pain. For a world without pain is waiting for you. It is your life....you share it with none.......so it is your life....to decide."
I...Couldn't fight against it. I could end everything now. I was.....scared as I nearly shivered with the feeling of Death behind me, nearly falling off the chair.
I couldn't stop myself....and no one would help me.
"I guess....you all don't want me......might as well give you your wish...." I shivered.
I heard some footsteps and a shout, but did not listen. My tail pulled the chair out from under me, and I fell, waiting for the snap.
No life flashed before my eyes, as I didn't want it to.
Oh....now I see why it was hard for him to write this. *sniffle* Jeez......
Well the good news is that we all know Randall is alive and well, otherwise he wouldn't have wrote this. But.....its still sad to me....
