Bite The Bullet

the end

The voices start up. I'm ugly. No one likes me. Why am I alive. I start to sob. I hold the panda necklace and rock back and forth. I pull up my comforter and rap it around me. I am shaking uncontrollably. Everyone hates you. There is only one option. Your only friend is death. It will accept you.
I don't know how I got here. I am in my mom's room. I am digging through her closet. Where is it? Where did she put it?
When my dad died, my mom got rid of everything that belonged to him. She kept only a couple precious items. One of those items was his gun.
My hand found something smooth and cold. I had found it. I pulled it out. I had never used a gun before. This was crazy. What am I doing?
The voices got louder. No one wants you. You are nothing. There is no point.
One hand still clutching the necklace my mom got me, I put the barrel in my mouth.
The voices were screaming. Pull the trigger! Do it! Do it! End all of this! This is your only way out!
I started sobbing again. This was it. The end of me. I thought of my dad. Maybe if he were here... No. Don't think about it. I have nothing to live for. There was mom. But she would be fine. She has friends and she has her job. She doesn't need me. I am a nuisance. Just do it. Just do it. I let out one last sob. Then I pulled the trigger.