He is walking along the forest, full of red trees. He slightly glances at the bright colors from heaven's side but quickly looks away. He is rubbing his wrists that now have fresh cuts. " Ugh, stupid dad. why can't he just realize that im not perfect?" he mumbles as he walks, close to the heavily locked gate. You were not far ahead, sitting under a heaven's tree, your music blasting from your headphones.
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