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It was midnight.
Those unfamiliar city lights were so bright, reflecting off your tear-stained face. You wandered aimlessly, slowly bleeding through your thin Spider-Man pajama shirt, thinking about nothing and everything.
You had nothing but the battery-dead phone grasped tightly in your fist and the light pajamas on your back. After your sister had caught you relapsing and kicked you out of the Airbnb, there was nothing you could do. She had all your stuff, and you were clueless.
You were just a dumb teenager lost in a city you’d never been to before, wishing you had never visited NYC in the first case. Why was this a good idea?
Through your blurry sight, you spotted a playground and a park bench. Sleeping in a public place and maybe getting killed didn’t seem horrible to you right then.
You clenched the useless phone tighter and laid down on the bench. It was cold and uncomfortable, and you wished for your bed back home. Damn your stupid sister.
Would you be better off on the grass? Maybe.
Did you care at the moment? Not in the slightest.
As your eyes began to close, you started thinking. You were not the type of person to ask the universe for miracles often but it seemed appropriate.
I wish I wasn’t born.
No, I wish I wasn’t here.
I wish.. I wasn’t alone.
I wish somebody cared about me.
I wish the universe would swallow me hole.
I wish I could fall asleep.
I wish..