D: ....

Ex.6428/Ex :] : *He was gripping to the ceiling, hanging like a bat upside-down*

D: .....

D: *There was no pulse :]*

D: ....

D: *He didn't reply cuz he's dead asf*

D: ....

*He still didn't reply*

*he didn't reply*

D: ...

D: ....

D: .....

D: *He pulled out a ghost knife. That's not a thing but whatever, stabbing and just completely killing himself* ....

D: *He growled, sitting on the corner* For fuck sake I just want to dissapear.

D: *He died, his spirit thingy just appearing next to the body* OH COME ON!!!

D: No one cares about me anyways. No one. I'm glad I'm dying.. I'm glad I'm going to be dead *He grabbed his moon plushie, hugging and chocking on his blood*

D: *He threw up blood* Ughh.. *He layed down* Ig ima die.

D: J-JUST GO AWAY!!

D: Shit shit shit shit shit- *He whispered, pulling out a blanket and covering his stomach with it* Y-YEAH!!-

D: *He pulled the knife out his stomach, yelling in pain before holding his stomach tightly* SH-SHIT!!-

D: *He stabbed himself in the stomach* I-I WILL SLICE OPEN MY STOMACH TO THE-THE POINT NY GUTS FALL OUT!!!