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The goat sat on the bench he found for himself, conveniently over the cliff he could look down from.
That’s a good way if I ever want to just end it.
Hands in his pockets, he slowly reclined to rest his head on the bench’s arm.
You wanted solitude. You made the decision back when you told your parents you were taking a “small” trip to Waterfall and never came back. You made the decision whenever you avoided people. You chose this lifestyle when you had thousands of chances to have friends but never bothered to take them.
It was as if the sky held his own reflection. He turned his head to the side, unable to even look at himself.
And what’s worse…you fooled yourself, told yourself you were trying so hard to make friends and deviate from this whole recluse personality…and then mom and dad died.
He sat up and looked down in remorse, his hands balling into fists in his pockets.
You’re pathetic, Kalet.
