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I do not own these characters- they are totally made up, any resemblance to any pre-existent fursonas is purely coincidental.
besides all that, please enjoy", "writing": "[center][b]Do not be afraid\nThe pain isn’t real\nBut the glory is eternal\nNow come forward\nAnd meet your destiny[/b][/center]\n\t“Aiden-James Wyatt! Get your scaly red ass down here and get ready for school or I will see to it every scale on your backside is black and blue!” the shrill nails-on-chalkboard voice of Aiden’s mother called down the stairs. The dragon lets out a heavy sigh and rolls over in his bed, staring at the picture of Heather on his night stand. He didn’t want to go to school today. He wasn’t ready.\n\t“Boy, you have five second to get down here or I will come up there and drag out down here by your fucking wings!” His mother yells again. [i]She just doesn’t understand[/i]. He thinks to himself. [i]It’s only been a month. I’m not ready yet.[/i]\n\tJust as Aiden sits up on his bed the huge figure of his mother bursts through his door. She wasn’t a skinny dragon- but not many of his species are as thin as he is. Her scales were a bright nearly incandescent orange-ish red and her wings tucked against her back perfectly. Her horns were filed and polished neatly to about four inches long, unlike Aiden’s own horns which he never trims, files, or polishes. They grow in spirals and often get in the way and tangle in his hair, but he doesn.t care. Not any more.\n\tThe dragoness stares at her son, and then follows his gaze to the picture frame on his nightstand, and her eyes soften. “Oh baby boy…” her voice is quieter now, a low roar compared to her shrieking earlier. She sits on her son’s bed and strokes his back between his rings as he breaks down into tears. \n[b]-One month earlier-[/b]\n\tAiden slings his backpack over his shoulder and trots out of the house. School sucks, but at least he gets to see Heather. That’s gotta count for something. But school still sucks. Aiden doesn’t really fit in with the others. He’s thin and spindly with a very feminine figure. Oh well.\n\t“Aiden! Hey!” A girly voice calls his name, the sound of bells and angels and everything else good in the world. It was Heather. A tall, thin, very filled out raccoon with long bouncy white hair and beautiful green eyes. She was gorgeous, and everyone at the school knew it. She loved everyone she met.\n\tAiden shakes his head and slows down to let her catch up with him. He grins and holds out one paw, waiting for her to take it. Heather smirks slyly and tosses her book bag into his paw, giggling.\n\t“Bitch.” The dragon laughs, throwing her backpack over his shoulder as well.\n\t“Peasant.” Heather laughs, tugging at one of his horns softly.\n\tThey always play little games like this. They’ve been dating since junior year in high school, and now as seniors in collage, they’re engaged and madly in love, but heather has a secret she’s been keeping from Aiden.\n\tAfter their first class together, Aiden goes to work, and Heather goes to their little apartment and takes care of the cleaning and such. She thoroughly enjoys taking care of her fiancé. \n\tBut today is a little different. Her depression is taking a hold of her and squeezing, tightening its grip until she cannot breathe. \n\tWith tears running down her muzzle Heather picks up her favourite little purple pen and writes Aiden a note.\n\t[i][color=#5c3566]Dear Aiden,\nI love you so much. I have ever since the first day we met. I know I promised we’d grow old together, but I can’t do this anymore. Every day I try to be happy, but it’s just getting too hard. Tell my mom I’m sorry, and let my daddy know I love him. Never forget me, Aiden-James.\n\t\tYours always,\n\t\t\tHeather[/color][/i]\nThe crying raccoon takes a deep breath and lays the note on her pillow and makes her way to the bathtub. [i]Cliché, isn’t it?[/i] She thinks. [i]I’m going to do it just like every other coward in the world. I even fail at failing[/i].\n\tAs the water fills the tub she strips out of her clothes and steps into the steaming water. The burn penetrates her long fur and makes her cringe. She knew this was going to be painful. Bracing herself for the pain, she grabs Aiden’s straight razor form the side of the tub and pulls it across her left wrist.\n\tA sharp pain fills her entire arm and she cries out as thick blood runs down her water into the tub, swirling into the liquid like red silk. With another deep breath she tugs the razor across right wrist, crying harder as more pain erupts into her body and more blood falls into the tub.\n\tHeather could feel herself loosing the ability to use her muscles properly, so she laid down the razor on the floor and let herself sink into the water a bit more, keeping her muzzle in the air. Drowning wasn’t the plan.\n\tFirst, her hearing went. The thick sound of cars from outside leaves and she is left in silence. Then she goes numb. Not just from the pain, but everything. She can feel nothing at all. Then her sight leaves her. She is left in the darkness, unable to hear or feel.\n\tThis was real.\n\tFinally, her breathing begins to slow, and she can feel herself slipping away.\n\tA few hours later Aiden comes home, the heavy smell of iron thick in the air. His eyes widen and he fears the worst.\n\tHis terrors were spot on. He finds his future wife in a bathtub filled with a mixture of blood and water, her once white hair not stained pink and her green eyes open, but dull.\n\tThe dragon lets out a sob and pulls his fiancé out of the tub, hugging her soaked corpse to his warm, shaking body. He didn’t even take the time to read the note. He didn’t have to. He knew Heather well enough to know what she wrote.\n\tJust not well enough to know she wanted to die.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Do not be afraid
The pain isn’t real
But the glory is eternal
Now come forward
And meet your destiny

\t“Aiden-James Wyatt! Get your scaly red ass down here and get ready for school or I will see to it every scale on your backside is black and blue!” the shrill nails-on-chalkboard voice of Aiden’s mother called down the stairs. The dragon lets out a heavy sigh and rolls over in his bed, staring at the picture of Heather on his night stand. He didn’t want to go to school today. He wasn’t ready.
\t“Boy, you have five second to get down here or I will come up there and drag out down here by your fucking wings!” His mother yells again.  She just doesn’t understand. He thinks to himself. It’s only been a month. I’m not ready yet.
\tJust as Aiden sits up on his bed the huge figure of his mother bursts through his door. She wasn’t a skinny dragon- but not many of his species are as thin as he is. Her scales were a bright nearly incandescent orange-ish red and her wings tucked against her back perfectly. Her horns were filed and polished neatly to about four inches long, unlike Aiden’s own horns which he never trims, files, or polishes. They grow in spirals and often get in the way and tangle in his hair, but he doesn.t care. Not any more.
\tThe dragoness stares at her son, and then follows his gaze to the picture frame on his nightstand, and her eyes soften. “Oh baby boy…” her voice is quieter now, a low roar compared to her shrieking earlier. She sits on her son’s bed and strokes his back between his rings as he breaks down into tears.
-One month earlier-
\tAiden slings his backpack over his shoulder and trots out of the house. School sucks, but at least he gets to see Heather. That’s gotta count for something. But school still sucks. Aiden doesn’t really fit in with the others. He’s thin and spindly with a very feminine figure. Oh well.
\t“Aiden! Hey!” A girly voice calls his name, the sound of bells and angels and everything else good in the world. It was Heather. A tall, thin, very filled out raccoon with long bouncy white hair and beautiful green eyes. She was gorgeous, and everyone at the school knew it. She loved everyone she met.
\tAiden shakes his head and slows down to let her catch up with him. He grins and holds out one paw, waiting for her to take it. Heather smirks slyly and tosses her book bag into his paw, giggling.
\t“Bitch.” The dragon laughs, throwing her backpack over his shoulder as well.
\t“Peasant.” Heather laughs, tugging at one of his horns softly.
\tThey always play little games like this. They’ve been dating since junior year in high school, and now as seniors in collage, they’re engaged and madly in love, but heather has a secret she’s been keeping from Aiden.
\tAfter their first class together, Aiden goes to work, and Heather goes to their little apartment and takes care of the cleaning and such. She thoroughly enjoys taking care of her fiancé.
\tBut today is a little different. Her depression is taking a hold of her and squeezing, tightening its grip until she cannot breathe.
\tWith tears running down her muzzle Heather picks up her favourite little purple pen and writes Aiden a note.
\tDear Aiden,
I love you so much. I have ever since the first day we met. I know I promised we’d grow old together, but I can’t do this anymore. Every day I try to be happy, but it’s just getting too hard. Tell my mom I’m sorry, and let my daddy know I love him. Never forget me, Aiden-James.
\t\tYours always,
\t\t\tHeather
The crying raccoon takes a deep breath and lays the note on her pillow and makes her way to the bathtub. Cliché, isn’t it? She thinks. I’m going to do it just like every other coward in the world. I even fail at failing.
\tAs the water fills the tub she strips out of her clothes and steps into the steaming water. The burn penetrates her long fur and makes her cringe. She knew this was going to be painful. Bracing herself for the pain, she grabs Aiden’s straight razor form the side of the tub and pulls it across her left wrist.
\tA sharp pain fills her entire arm and she cries out as thick blood runs down her water into the tub, swirling into the liquid like red silk. With another deep breath she tugs the razor across right wrist, crying harder as more pain erupts into her body and more blood falls into the tub.
\tHeather could feel herself loosing the ability to use her muscles properly, so she laid down the razor on the floor and let herself sink into the water a bit more, keeping her muzzle in the air. Drowning wasn’t the plan.
\tFirst, her hearing went. The thick sound of cars from outside leaves and she is left in silence. Then she goes numb. Not just from the pain, but everything. She can feel nothing at all. Then her sight leaves her. She is left in the darkness, unable to hear or feel.
\tThis was real.
\tFinally, her breathing begins to slow, and she can feel herself slipping away.
\tA few hours later Aiden comes home, the heavy smell of iron thick in the air. His eyes widen and he fears the worst.
\tHis terrors were spot on. He finds his future wife in a bathtub filled with a mixture of blood and water, her once white hair not stained pink and her green eyes open, but dull.
\tThe dragon lets out a sob and pulls his fiancé out of the tub, hugging her soaked corpse to his warm, shaking body. He didn’t even take the time to read the note. He didn’t have to. He knew Heather well enough to know what she wrote.
\tJust  not well enough to know she wanted to die.
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