It's not the first time I see the color of pain or the unforgiving. Not just see in it; it was there no matter what you did or do. At first is black as the night without light or moon, but then it appeases and you dare to do it again. If it is necessary hide it, for some time you think you manage, but later on will come again to drown you once more. I already try to laugh it out; that just make you cruel and insensitive to others. Never ever proceed to steal your own life. Many persons need life. They are wanted and cannot live long. Why steal mine, i'm healthy not wanted but I live. If someone was to take it away I let them, but not done by my own hands it's absurd. I will let them kill me but against my will. The first time that I feel that the time is going fast in this prison. Here I am already on the chair. Long ago I decide to not think in it, maybe the thought get stuck in these chair and cannot longer fly. The priest came "God be with you my dear friend" he told me. I Close my eyes at the same time of the shock; it feelt good, let go it's your time, be free. I felt my self go, but something was wrong...
I open my eyes again...
YOU ARE READING
Something that I did not do
Historia CortaIt was less than a second, maybe half of a second but it change everything...I was about to die.
