K-POP Theory's Book

V (MORE IN DEPTH)

v knows he shouldn't kill himself but the pain and all the guilt from killing his dad is killing him. he couldn't do it anymore. especially when 2 of his friends are dead and one almost died.

everyone is upset....suga and jin are dead. j-hope almost died he could have been dead by now if jimin didn't help him but he has to be monitored now because they can't trust him. he has no privacy. I would die because I would never be able to do anything. they don't know I killed him...they think im all innocent but im not, im not at all. I stabbed my father...I murdered him and i'm not even in jail yet. why didn't my mother report me? why didn't I just drown myself? why am I still alive? why am I alive and jin and suga aren't. I should be dead....but first I have to say goodbye to everyone

"hey guys im gonna be leaving for a trip." we are gonna miss you tae. "im gonna miss you guys too I love u guys so much." we love you too tae. we gave hugs and then I packed and left.

maybe I should drive off a cliff....or maybe get into a bad car accident but I don't wanna hurt those other people. I could try drowning myself again....it didn't work the first time and also it takes too long. I just need it to be done and over with. mhm maybe I could just stab myself...that wouldn't be hard. maybe id have my mother kill me? no wait I must turn myself in and maybe the police will kill me....

....so I turned myself in and the chief was very shocked I came out and said it because most people hide from it but then I asked can I just die now and he said no I would be out in a few years so I shouldn't waste my life anymore.

DAY 1: wake up early. glop as food. orange outfits. small space. peeing in front of the people across from you. no privacy at all. I thought maybe I could make some friends but instead they all through there food at me

DAY 10: woke up. food. outfits. space. bathroom. today I saw two guys beating up another cell mate and it was wrong so I went and tried to stop it but instead all three of them slammed me against the wall and punched and kicked me until my nose and mouth started bleeding.

DAY 365: blah blah blah. I feel sick to my stomach and I cant stop throwing up and all the cell mates find it hilarious and find me as easier pray...the thing is I keep throwing up blood...nothing else but blood. I even over heard a cop saying I wasn't gonna make it much longer so they should just let me die and then they would put me in there cemetery next to the prison or since they liked me actually have a funeral for me

DAY 1000: im dying...slowly and painfully. I cant do anything anymore. im too weak. this is the end. goodbye world...thanks for being so great....