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The time on my laptop reads 12:11 AM, which means five hours until he wakes up. I watch Milo’s chest rise and fall under the covers beside me, his mouth hanging slightly open in that way I used to tease him for. Back before teasing started to feel like pressing on a bruise. He’s so peaceful beside me. He’ll be so proud of me when he wakes up, and I’ll have to squash it.The cursor blinks at me like it knows. I’ve been staring at it so long my eyes water. The Submit button won’t work now. If I clicked it, it would only spit back an error.My ph...
TW: mental health, physical violence, suicide attempt It felt colder here, so close to the beach. The winds were vile, and the air seeped into the living room despite her best efforts to block it out. Tessa sat cross-legged on her parent's old, broken, recliner. The TV was another hand-me-down, a big boxy thing sitting on the discoloured carpet of the tiny unit. Tessa's neck hurt if she watched for too long, but she hated missing 55 Minutes. The stories were always compelling, especially from Travis Penny. He was talking about an ex-CEO. Thr...
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