Kill me kill me Kill me Kill me I say, rapidly getting louder each time I said it. I started to yell it out, clenching my hair, screaming in agony. Yelling out loud, having an emotional breakdown. The air tense around me, my body tense. "FUCKING END MY LIFE, I DON'T WANNA LIVE ANYMORE!!! ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO BE LOVED, TO BE CHERISHED, TO BE SOMEWHERE SAFE AND LOVE FOR WHO I AM!!!! I DON'T WANT TO BE USELESS!! I DON'T WANT TO BE A PUNCHING BAG!! I DON'T WANT TO BE A NOBODY!!" I yelled at the top of my lunges, as I'm in the woods. I sobbed, falling on my knees. Tears rolling down my cheeks, feeling hopeless. Alone in the forest. Wind blowing around, going to my bare skin through the cuts of my clothes. Choking on air, as a panic attack rises from within. I can't breathe, I thought. Holding my legs close to my chest, arms wrapped around them. My chest feels like it was closing, blocking the air from goin to my lungs. I gasped, and couldn't breathe. Trying to calm down but sIowly have it become worse by the second. "I can't anymore" I say, between gasps. Vision getting blurry, black dots starting to appear, as I slowly blacked out.
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Fantastika little bit of ideas that may one day soon become stories just on hold