My little brother asked me today. " Miranda if you could make one wish and it would come true, what would you wish? "
I sat there and thought for a little, most people would say. True love or million dollars. But as i sat there in the floor the only thing that came to mind was a way out. A way of this hell hole i call life.
My little brother sat there patiently waiting for my answer. I finally answered more like answered to myself... " A gun with only one bullet. "
He instantly laughed that at. " why only one bullet? I mean what if there was zombies and you only had one bullet huh? "
I chuckled to myself realizing how innocent he was to his cruel world. " I would only need bullet to end it all. "
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PoetryYour not alone anymore i know how you it sucks to have depression, anxiety ect. So these are quotes, story's and poem's I've found or written myself so I hope it touches you like it did me. Oh and the ones with pictures are the ones I personally wro...