Trigger Warning: Suicidal Actions, Depression
"Goodbye," I whispered.
And with that, I let myself fall.
Now the question is, how did I get to the hospital?
I found one that I really like, and thankfully, it's close by. I just hope I like the way it looks.
(This next part is going to be a bunch of girls trying on dresses. Put yourself in their shoes. I'm sorry if I don't choose the one you like most.)
"Hey (Y/n)! I found it!" Mila said, pulling the plastic-wrapped dress off the rack. I smiled and took it, making my way to the dressing room. She followed right behind me.
"I saw some other ones that I really liked around the store, too, if this doesn't work out," I told her before walking into the large fitting room.
"Well, I hope this works out for you. It really is beautiful," Mila replied.
After a few minutes, I got the dress on and walked out to Mila, who was sitting in the viewing room.
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I looked in the mirror, and, sadly, I didn't like the way it looked. Mila noticed this and frowned.
"Hey, you said there were other ones! There has to be something that can beat this." I sighed and nodded, smiling.
"Well, let's get to work then!" We laughed, and I went back into the dressing room to change back into my normal clothes.
"Okay, so the first two that caught my eye are... oh! Over here."
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"Hmm.. I like the first one, but let's keep looking," I directed. Mila nodded.
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"I really like the long sleeve! I want to try to find a different design though. Not so much lace."
"I saw one over here. Wanna try it out?"
"Sure."
Mila handed me the dress, and I stepped into the dressing room once again.
Once I got it on, I walked into the viewing room. Looking at my reflection, I smiled. I looked at Mila with tears in my eyes, speechless.
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This is definitely the one.
Mila stood up, also on the verge of crying, and hugged me. We started laughing and cheering.
