i look out my window darkness, envloping the sky, the soft monlight lightning the dark sky , as I sat there though leading to a thought , reviving the argument I had with my mother..."Why am I not enough?"
I said to myself in a voice while tears fell on my cheek, traveling to my neck and wetting my shirt, I was looking at the lightstand on the road, I observed something…a bird? No, no, an howl sitting alone, which made my heart ache for some reason as I start questioning myself…"why is it alone? Does it not have friends? Has it been betrayed?" NO, IT'S ALONE, just like me…I thought as I felt more tears falling. "Am I that bad of a person?" I said sadness, filling my soft voice."Why do people leave me ?
Am I not enough?
Is my personality that bad?
"SHOULD I JUST DIE?"
this thought…this-….I fell silent again, more tears falling….
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Short StoryThis story is a small, agnst story talking about suicide and suicidal thoughts and how someone can grow suicidal and how small actions affect (all of the pictures are from Pinterest)
