Novels by Kenny

"You stupidly went to the big fountain and attempted to commit suicide." He looks very angry as I chuckle."So?" I ask."So? Are you in your right senses?!" His eyes red again."Mr, why do you care about what I do? You don't love me, right?." I suck my teeth as he gives me an out of word and annoyed look."No." He replies me almost in a loud tone."So why do you care?" I ask as he shakes his head."Because the media are saying it, and it can ruin my reputation." He finally tells me, and he's got a point."Well, I don't care." I turn to walk away as he drags me back with force, causing me to hit my stomach on his hard stomach."Oh my God!" I begin to groan as tears rush down from my eyes.Kelvin's p.o.v——————–"What happened to you?" I ask a little afraid.She closes her eyes, and falls to the floor, as I hold her.

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I turn to look at who's there, and see a man who looks old, wearing a black shirt and a red trouser, with a blond hair."Who are you?" I ask trying to hold my tears."I am David, call me Dave." He sighs. "So why did you stop me from doing what I want to do?" I ask, a drop of tear coming out of my mouth as he sits on the head of the big fountain."My dear, please have you sit." He puts his two hands at his both sides on the head, as I sit close to him crying."Why are you crying?" He asks."You can't understand Dave." I sniff in."Why?" He uses his left hand to hold my hand."Because you are not in my position." I begin to sob as he sighs."I might not be, but I can advice you.""Well, okay."*********"And so that is my story." I continue sobbing."So, you wanted to commit suicide

I turn to look at who's there, and see a man who looks old, wearing a black shirt and a red trouser, with a blond hair."Who are you?" I ask trying to hold my tears."I am David, call me Dave." He sighs. "So why did you stop me from doing what I want to do?" I ask, a drop of tear coming out of my mouth as he sits on the head of the big fountain."My dear, please have you sit." He puts his two hands at his both sides on the head, as I sit close to him crying."Why are you crying?" He asks."You can't understand Dave." I sniff in."Why?" He uses his left hand to hold my hand."Because you are not in my position." I begin to sob as he sighs."I might not be, but I can advice you.""Well, okay."*********"And so that is my story." I continue sobbing."So, you wanted to commit suicide

I turn to look at who's there, and see a man who looks old, wearing a black shirt and a red trouser, with a blond hair."Who are you?" I ask trying to hold my tears."I am David, call me Dave." He sighs. "So why did you stop me from doing what I want to do?" I ask, a drop of tear coming out of my mouth as he sits on the head of the big fountain."My dear, please have you sit." He puts his two hands at his both sides on the head, as I sit close to him crying."Why are you crying?" He asks."You can't understand Dave." I sniff in."Why?" He uses his left hand to hold my hand."Because you are not in my position." I begin to sob as he sighs."I might not be, but I can advice you.""Well, okay."*********"And so that is my story." I continue sobbing."So, you wanted to commit suicide

I turn to look at who's there, and see a man who looks old, wearing a black shirt and a red trouser, with a blond hair."Who are you?" I ask trying to hold my tears."I am David, call me Dave." He sighs. "So why did you stop me from doing what I want to do?" I ask, a drop of tear coming out of my mouth as he sits on the head of the big fountain."My dear, please have you sit." He puts his two hands at his both sides on the head, as I sit close to him crying."Why are you crying?" He asks."You can't understand Dave." I sniff in."Why?" He uses his left hand to hold my hand."Because you are not in my position." I begin to sob as he sighs."I might not be, but I can advice you.""Well, okay."*********"And so that is my story." I continue sobbing."So, you wanted to commit suicide