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Well It been a while since you heard from me. As I promised last year, I am going to be remaking my first story series. As you can read from the title it the prologue right now. If you want, you can look back at the old version and compare. I added more details, and rewrote alot of the sentences, so hopefully it makes sense now. Enjoy. Chapter 1 coming out soon.

Suicide: Prologue

Heart pounding and breathing heavily, my friend quickly ran up the last remaining stars before yelling stop as loud as he could, once he reached the roof of the twenty-three story building. He placed his hands on his knees and hanged his head down to rest but he kept it raised enough to keep an eye on me.

I heard the door shoot opened and I turned my head as I heard him yell at me. I saw him hyperventilating and dub over on his knees while keeping an eye on me. All of my emotion rushed out of me and I yelled back at him. "Why? Why should I stop? I have nothing to live for anymore! No one cares about me at all! My own parents don't even care about me, so why should I stop?"

Carlos couldn't believe what he was hearing and rushed over to me and slapped me hard across the face. I cried out in pain as I felt the stinging of his claw hit my face. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard before responding, "I care about you! You friends care about you! There are other people that care about you. Don't do this!"

Looking deeply into his eyes, I responded with no emotion, "I have no friends."

Carlos slapped me even harder and shook me again. "Suicide is not the answer!"

I chuckled lightly and responded, "Of course not. It the question."

"This isn't a joke Drake!"

It been fours years since I been called Drake, and hearing it again showed me how serious Carlos was, but it didn't matter to me.

"Your parents are here to talk you out of this, now will you listen or do I have to slap you again?"

I sighed and took a deep breath before responding at him. "Why are you doing this Carlos? Why are you going out of your way to stop me from the inevitable?"

"Because you're my best friend."

I look down at the floor pretending that what he was saying was actually affecting me. I knew that I had "Friends," and that they "Cared," about me. All they really wanted was my money that I have.

"Don't you remember back in freshmen year when we both had the same job? You always wish you had my life because I had everything you wanted. Good parents, and friends. I have always been pound of you because you have prove that you weren't going to let things bring you down. You are like my brother."

"Carlos, I told you everything about my life. If you were me wouldn't you want to kill yourself too?"

"Yes," Carlos admitted as he looks down.

"I thought so."

"At lease stop to think about what you are about doing. Do you think you are doing the right thing?"

"Enough! I've had enough of this Carlos. It time for action! Tell everybody I'm sorry and goodbye."

I stood up and started to run toward the end of the twenty-three story building then I jump off awaiting salvation.