I sit on my bed remembering my childhood. "I had a decent childhood." I remembered my mom and dad reading to me on the farm, dad telling me stories about Grandad. My mom was such a wonderful lady. I remember her hissing the chicken away from the garden. I said to myself "Maybe I should...no...I...I'm going to commit suicide. I called my girlfriend and tolled her what I decided with myself."WHAT!?!?" She screamed through the phone. "I'm sorry, but its the only way to see my parents. She hung up almost instantly when I said (to see). The next morning I went to Dick's Sporting Goods and bought a hatchet. I took it home and I was trying to find out a way to kill myself the fastest possible way. My girlfriend banged on the door. I hit my chest with the hatchet.
