Make It StopStanding on the edge of the over pass, looking down for the millionth time in her life she stepped up onto the rail. She couldn't take it anymore. There was no way in hell she could go through another day of abuse from her father. She was done. She put her other foot up onto the rail, spreading her arms to balance herself. Looking out into the setting sun, she remembered how she'd always loved the idea of spending her last moments on earth flying.More Like This
He quickly ran down the stairs, into the dim basement. Digging through his fathers cabinets, he found what he was looking for: the gun. He was sick and tired of having the words 'Homo' and 'Fag' thrown at him every day. He just couldn't take it. He released the safety on the gun, and slowly raised it to his head. He hoped the bang didn't wake up his sleeping sister.
She walked into her garage. Her parents wouldn't be home u