random short stories

Nothing

I hold my breath.

It wasn't even a minute before my lungs felt as if they were gonna explode.

It hurts.

My lungs and brain are screaming at me to breath.

There's adrenaline running through my veins as I think about actually going through with this.

Would anyone miss me?

Would anyone even care?

Well, I guess I'll never know.

I go through with it.

I see my life flashing before my eyes.

All the times I've laughed and cried and wanted to die.

I can see them all at once.

It's getting closer to the end.

The second it started, it has stopped.

Now, there's nothing.

No worrying.

No sadness.

Just
Nothing