Jeremy x depressed readerReader's P.O.VJeremy x depressed reader1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was crying. Again. I went down stair making sure nobody was there then grabbed a knife. I had waited to do this for so long. I had tried before, but I chickened out. Not this time. Pressing it down on my hand I smiled at the sharp sting of pain. I was only 11 so I shouldn't be at this yet, but I did it anyway. I stopped seeing the blood flow out of my skin. I turned only to bump into my mom. 'Shit' I think. She starts yelling at me. I run, crying, once more. I slow down and sit on a swing at a park near my school. Crying I slowly swing back and forth.
Jeremy's P.O.V (WUT WUT )
I heard crying. I looked around wondering who it could be. I see a young girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair wearing a (f/c) shirt and jean shorts. I walk up to her. "W-what's w-wrong?" I ask. She looks up at me, surprise in her (e/c) eyes. "What's wrong?" she snarls. I'm surprised she got angry that fast.
I feel stupid for getting angry but I had no idea who this guy was. "I j-just want
Conviction: Mission CompleteShorne sat strapped into his seat as the trained crew communicated with the station through their head sets, his own communication linked through his suit. Anticipation built as they went through the sequences for launch, and then the countdown began. The gravity engines hummed in even through the helmet and the countdown went from ten to one and the craft began accelerating upward, rather than the traditional horizontal lift off.Conviction: Mission Complete2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started slowly, but soon Shorne was pushed back into his seat, clenching teeth and fists against the G-force. At a certain point as they passed through the atmosphere, Shrone’s vision filled with black and red spots as force pressed against him. However, he remained conscious and soon enough the acceleration slowed and they were in orbit, gravity relinquishing it grasp on him, and everything else inside the capsule. “Reese to mission control. We are now enroute to the satellite.”
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