• Sorow, pain, neglect, and hate infiltrated his soul, devouring his hope moment by moment. "What's the POINT?!" he pondered high on the mountain. Scarlet-red blood dripping from the open wound on his throbbing wrist like many times before, down the deep abyss below. His mud-brown eyes, soaked in the tears of his sadness, glanced over the cliff, his every thought chanting, "Jump, jump, jump!" "Why would they care if i did?" He asked himself as his mind was set on those who he held so close. The ones whoe Neglected and abused him the most. Pulse rising, thoughts racing, choices to be made, the sense of death al around him! "N-no...I can't. I won't." He turned around, the smallest of pebbles clear out of sight...the very pebble that decided his fate. WIth a slip and a scream, his soul lost, his mind numb...hid body deceased at the bottom of hieghts unknown...