I've ran far enough than i remembered. Blood comes out from my arm up to my feet. My consciousness began to fade, my memories began to blow away, i should've been hated by people around me. I am not a loner.
Ever since I began to walk, happiness was flowing all over me. As up to this day. It was the end of all of this overwhelming joy of mine.
People started to watch me as I grow older. Maybe they thought that i was a bad person or just an ignorant one.
I began to hate school because of bullies. I hated them. Even though they make fun of me, i stand up from the ground and fight back but that was not over yet.
They began to drag me from my chair to the school backyard and tied a rope on my neck. But the little tree fell down and they all ran away.
Tears was making my heart suffocated by my ribs. I ran home crying and i began looking for my parents but they're not home. I began to think: "if i kill myself would this be all gone?" so i began to took a knife and tried to slice my upper arm but there was something that attracted my eyes horribly.
"A COCKROACH!" i began to get two knifes and tried to kill it. But it only flew to my face. The other knife was almost tripping on the table and it began to slip from my hand, starting to fall down. When suddenly...
I fell down the kitchen floor
And the knife slit my upper stomach painfully
Then i took it off using my hand with all those blood coming out.
I began to be alert
. I ran outside the house calling for help but no one is listening.
At the end of the highway, there was an abandoned bridge and i began to think "if i jump from here, my life will be over."
So i began to jump from the bridge to the river. But i didn't notice that the cockroach was with me. I was startled. But that ended my horrible life.
R.I.P to the cockroach who was with me.
