04-18-2010, 12:08 AM
"What if I do have a death wish?" yelled Andrew over the voices of the crowd. "What if I am willing to throw my life away? To die in this hellhole? Who would do anything about it? Who would give a damn?"
Andrew was laughing like a maniac, tears streaming form his eyes. No shelter, no place to stay, living under the stars like a rat, like a wild animal. No, this wasn't the life for him, nothing anymore was a life for him. No one was going to rescue him from this despair, only he could save himself and he didn't know if he wanted to.
"Do you know any way to get out of here? To travel to Colorado...?" his voice, insane moments ago, was now somber and cold.
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