The noose hung from the living room banisters. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to live in a house where the beams were bare. And easy to access.... Like now. The rope went over the banister and she would be still 4 feet from the ground, that was high off the ground and if she decided to live?
No. She couldn't live no more. She was to tired of this shit. She wanted to just to go to bed and never wake up ever again. She has lived long enough in her opinion and she didn't want to live any more with the way things were. She didn't want to live long enough to just become more miserable just have more people force more pills on her. Shit she couldn't afford any way and made her wanna die even more.
Stepping up and climbing the back of the couch to get to the rope, pushing her head through the hole and sighing. This could be it. She could be happy.... She could be free.
'What about your family? Or the ones who love you?'
The same voice. They shitty voice who made no sense.
"Oh, the family and friends who are never there and will only pretend like they ever gave a fuck about me once I'm gone? Yeah..... No."
Her 'family' wee a big reason she wanted to to do this. End it and just free from it all. She had nothing to live for so why not just die? Never wake up again. Taking that leap from the couch. The air was so clear before the rope tightened. Slowly becoming cloudy as she tried to gasp for air and struggle to pull herself up.
She wanted this.
She needed this.
She was free.
