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Logan Lightburn
"My family is my life, if you touch them, i will kill you"
Logan Lightburn was in the gym in the arena in his muscle shirt and shorts and was punching a heavy bag hard, not even stopping when his hands started to hurt, he needed to take out his anger after a bad day at school, things just haven't worked out for him recently anywhere and he just wanted to be calm and peaceful but no one would listen to him, not his parents or his friends.
Logan Lightburn was looking straight at her with an angry look "What the fuck do you want? are you going to abuse me physically or emotionally this time, get it over with!" he yelled.
Logan Lightburn shook loose and got his sweatshirt on and walked out of the gym "Nevermind you have it!" he yelled at her and ran to the alley by the gym and shakily pulled out a razor-blade and cut his arms slightly, he couldn't stop, something in him just felt gone.
Logan Lightburn held it to his other arm and kept cutting himself and put the razor away, ignoring the blood and shakily pulled out a cigarette and started to smoke it while shaking.
Logan Lightburn looked at her with a sad look "Why the fuck do you care? i'm just another depressed kid, or what you probably call an emo, and if you do i don't care, if you understood what shit i have going on you would, but it doesn't matter, i'm probably going to off myself soon anyway" he said with a sad sigh.
"I'm not pissed, i just can't deal with this anymore, the constant insults, abuse, hate, and sadness from no one ever listening to me has finally beaten me, i'm just going to leave now" he said and got up and ran out of the alley with a blood trail behind him.
"Just leave me alone, please" he said in a sad tone and took his sweatshirt off, now he had his tanktop on and he jumped up the fire escape and ran to the roof and sat on the edge of it.
"I don't know, just i have depression problems ever since my only friend that listened to me was killed by a gang, i was there and fought them off for as long as i could until i was on the ground bloody and bruised and i saw them grab him and but a bullet through his head, that changed me" he said with a sad look.