Life is of essence on this mortal plane.. by 13 you have escaped death atleast 5 times. wether it was not taking the bus that morning.. or using the crossing when you originally planned to jaywalk..
I had tied that rope as I would a shoelace. I’m surprised it had held me for that long. One minute, suspended above the ground. My feet weren’t touching the floor. My only source of safety, that shabby stepstool, folded and unavailable.
school is not fun anymore. Everyone is vaping,bullying,smoking,vandelizing,cussing and screaming at the teachers for no reason..i want to go back to kindergarden...
