I was standing there, water everywhere. I couldn't breathe. My lungs hurt and so did my arms. When I decided to kill myself, I didn't think it would take this long to die. I had time to feel the pain, in my wrists in my chests, in my arms, legs, fingers, toes. Everything felt on fire. I thought drowning myself would hurt less.
In honesty, all I wanted was a peaceful death away from everyone I knew. So I don't hurt anyone... I never meant to hurt anyone...
I'm sorry.
Elizabeth, 17/07
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Fluffy Bunnies
Short StoryFluffy Bunnies! This book is not about fluffy bunnies, but suicide. Every tiny, insignificant about that terrible and irreversible word. I'm going to let you inside the mind of someone who is/has/will commit suicide. This is a bunch of short stories...
